One Night, Wrong Man
Heartbreak made me reckless enough to disappear into a stranger’s bed.
After my ex cheated, pride hurt worse than love. For one night, I wanted to forget his name, his lies, and the version of me that had believed him. By morning, it was supposed to become a secret I could bury and never touch again.
Then Jordan Vasquez walked back into my life.
Jordan Vasquez should have stayed a secret I never spoke of again, but he carried a name people feared, belonged to a family that could make scandals disappear, and was already promised to another woman.
I knew better than to stay near him.
Jordan gave me no room to be sensible.
Jordan came back like a man who had already decided I was his unfinished mistake, pulling me into a world where reputation mattered more than truth and desire could destroy everything.
His fiancée saw me as a dirty little secret waiting to be erased.
Maybe she was right.
But secrets become dangerous when everyone keeps trying to bury them.
And by the time I understood what Jordan could cost me, I had already stopped wanting to be saved.