Venomous Kiss

The night I catch my husband cheating is the night I stop pretending. I don't cry. I don't scream. I don't get mad-I get even. So I bring home another man. A stranger with wicked eyes and a smile sharp enough to carve me open. I let him have me in the house I share with a liar. A moment of weakness? Maybe. A moment of revenge? Definitely. But he saw me-the darkness, the hunger, the parts my husband hated-and he wanted more. I ran before I could fall deeper into his abyss. A year later, I crash one of the city's most forbidden parties¿ And land right back in the middle of his depraved world. Only this time, he's promised to another.