Betrayal cuts deeper than any knife stabbed through your back. It slices through you and makes you wish for the sweet demise of a bullet shot straight out of Carver’s gun.
I trusted them.
King, Cruz, Grayson, and Carver were not only the Kings of Ravenwood Heights but the kings of my heart, and now … they’re my executioners.
They took away everything I had. They stole my heart and made me believe in love. I should have trusted my gut. They gave me hope, and I was a fool who followed them blindly.
Never again.
I may have nothing left and not a damn soul in my corner, but I’m not nearly through.
I. Am. Dynasty.
I am my parents’ legacy, and I won’t stop until I’ve taken back what’s rightfully mine.
Watch out, boys. You’ve crossed the wrong bitch. I’m coming for you, and this time, I won’t back down. This time—I’m fighting until the end.
