Ama
I was eighteen when they crowned me heir to the Waldorf empire.
I was eighteen when the Mad Devil, or the Bloody Devil, or whatever he's called, ruined me.
And by he, I mean Flavian Waldorf. My dearest step-uncle. My family's deadliest weapon. The one man who was never supposed to look at me, and the only one I've never forgotten.
I built my reputation on being cold. I learned to rule, to lie, to scheme, and to bury every soft thing about me. I was one step from the throne, and I didn't need anyone.
Then, eight years later, he came home. More dangerous than I ever imagined.
Now he wants my submission. My loyalty. To him, I'm just the obstacle standing between him and his brother's throne.
He wants me in ways he would never admit.
And I want him dead.
Or maybe I just want him...
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