Payback Time: The Successful CEO Who Backstabbed Me Gets His Due

When I rescued young entrepreneur Adrian Pierce from his creditors, he was in a complete mess. But it was nothing compared to how devastated I was when he ruined my family years ago.

I pinned his hands behind his back against the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room, shattering his pride mercilessly.

He cried, saying he hated me.

"Hate me then," I whispered, kissing away the tears rolling down his cheeks, as gentle as a loving partner.

The Venetian Grand Hotel.

Looking down from the presidential suite's window, the streets were bustling with traffic.