It began with lies. So many lies. I was born unwanted. In pain. Addicted. A crack baby. I was given a second chance, but I want a third. A fresh start—out from under my parents’ control. I was on my way to building my new life when my neighbor crashed into it, wrecking all my plans. Heir to his family fortune, Henry Ward III, returned to Texas with a plan of his own. With burdens as heavy as my own secrets, he needed a distraction. And with a man like him—who could own the boardroom and my body with one gruff gaze from his intense dark eyes—I was down for a distraction too. Little did we know, his burdens and my secrets are so heavily entwined, there’s no way to untangle them. I’m a Montgomery. He’s a Ward. We might as well be the Capulets and Montagues. Our connection is that rife with drama. That forbidden. That dangerous. When the past repeats itself, a distraction is the last thing we need. We need a lifeline as much as we need each other. The vicious cycle has to stop. It’s life and death.