The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

At the Grimshaw family’s mansion.

Ever since Samantha was whisked away by that enigmatic man, she had plunged into unconsciousness.

It wasn’t until nightfall that she began to stir, finally coming to.

Waking up, she was immediately hit by an all-over ache, as if she had been dismantled and poorly reassembled. Luckily, the damaged pathways within her had been expertly reconnected.

As she mulled over this, the door creaked open, and a man strolled in.

Upon seeing him, Samantha flashed a smile, sultry as a siren’s call. She rose to her feet and sidled up to him, her voice a soft drip of honey. “I knew you’d come for me.”

The man cast her a nonchalant glance, his voice sharp as ice. “Foolish!”

“I was careless this time. I didn’t expect Vivienne to be so formidable. After all this time in hiding, she managed to find me.” Samantha’s voice was tinged with frustration.

That villa had cost her a pretty penny, fortified with barriers so sophisticated that even a master hacker might fail to pinpoint her sanctuary.

But she had overlooked one thing: Vivienne was no ordinary hacker. She was the Shadow Wolf!

A legend in the hacking world.

And her mother, Karen, was even more skilled than she.

The duo was not only evil but seemed to be at cosmic odds with Samantha herself.

The man watched her, expressionless, silent as stone.

Sensing his displeasure, Samantha purred, “With your skills, they won’t find you.”

A flicker of something passed through the man’s eyes. He spoke, his voice deep and resonant, “When will you have what I want ready?”

“It will take time!”

His face darkened immediately.

city for me. I can’t expose myself yet. Arrange a place

continued to regard her in cold

of ST-1 with

say it. This man was nothing like Francis, so easy to deal with. She loved Francis, but

that Francis couldn’t satisfy. Also, he was a talisman she sought for

Francis’. Francis loved her and wanted to be immortal with her. But

others. Some had since

man but never bore a child to

coolly, “Make sure it’s so. I have no

his jawline, her voice a seductive spell, “Do you

clad in the silk lace nightgown he had chosen for her. The neckline plunged daringly, hinting at the treasures

he reacted. He gripped Samantha’s head, his kiss

But… she liked it.

her back onto the bed, his body following in a

hours later, it

caressed her face. “This face, this body, still so enticing, and your skills… they improve, little temptress, but

in his presence, she seemed a mere

pleased. In

had to defy age as well. Thankfully, though ST-1’s effects on the

appeared no more than thirty. Yet, she was not content. She yearned to

arranged. Stay put, and don’t show your face at the Grimshaw family, or you’ll know

“I only want

he turned

lips curling. Such a carnivore, devouring

…

At Rivenwood

visited Karen, who still hadn’t awakened. Willa was

Vivienne’s brows knitted tightly

Willa asked, “Is Sasha’s