Liars Like Us - Book 1: Legacy of Lies
Valentina didn’t hesitate.
She stepped forward, her smile sharp as glass, and drove the heel of her red stiletto into his throat.
The room gasped as he choked, hands clawing at his neck, crimson spreading down his shirt. He collapsed to the marble floor, writhing once before going still.
Silence thundered. Every eye was fixed on her.
Valentina lifted her chin, steady as steel, her heel slick with blood.
“My husband,” she said, her voice clear, sharp, carrying across the hall, “is not my master. He’s my partner. And anyone who doubts it can join him on the floor.”