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His life was mine to take.
When my mother got diagnosed with cancer, that’s when the floor dropped out from beneath my feet. We didn’t have the money for her treatment and without it, she would die.
So, I found a solution. A man named Leon. He had a bad reputation. I had heard stories about what he was capable of, but I ignored the warnings because we needed the money.
It turned out the rumors were true. Leon wasn’t just a bad guy, he was the devil in human skin. He demanded to be repaid, and he decided to take me as that payment.
I wanted to die. And for a split second, I thought he had killed me. When I woke up in the hospital, I was no longer Dove Harloway. I was a woman with a vendetta. I wanted revenge.
The only thing standing in my way was a detective named Ty Colt. He wanted to help me. He wanted to save me. He wanted to put the bad guy behind bars.
I had one problem with that, prison was far too kind for a man like Leon. I wasn’t going to let him off that easy. Revenge is best served in a pair of black pumps.

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“You have every right to hate him, Dove. I wouldn’t ever say you’re wrong for that. But, what you do with that hate can either help you, or ruin you. You can’t do this on your own.”

“I can and I will.” My words didn’t falter. There was no doubt in my mind that I was making the right decision.

“Why? After everything you’ve been through, why not let someone else do it?”

“Because it’s my turn.”

“Your turn to do what?” he asked as he wrapped me up in his arms and pulled me close. “What are you trying to do?”

“I can’t explain it, it’s just something I have to do. I need this, Ty. No matter how much you want to help, I need this for me. And I need you to let me have it.”

“Look, I get it, and I don’t blame you for wanting revenge. But if you do what I think you’re planning to do, I won’t be able to protect you.”

“I don’t want your protection.”

“You’ll be throwing your life away. You’ll get arrested and then what? You want to spend the rest of your life locked up behind bars? You want to lose your freedom all over again?”

“What freedom are you talking about? Do I look free, Ty?” I asked as I rolled over to face him. His eyes flicked between mine as he arched a single brow. “I’m still trapped right now. I’m trapped inside this nightmare for as long as that man is still breathing. I can’t live like this.”

“Then let me help. I can do that for you. I can make sure he never walks free again.”

I shook my head. “You can’t do anything. If he’s breathing air, then I’m still caged. I’m doing this, and there’s nothing you can do or say to stop me.”

“I’m not going to stop you, Dove. I just want you to think about what you’re saying. Really think about what will happen if you go through with it. And what if you fail? What if you go in there guns blazing and it doesn’t work? What if he captures you again?”

“He won’t,” I said sternly. “He isn’t going to capture me again.”

I was not losing the battle a second time. I should be dead. I should have died in that dumpster, but I didn’t. That had to mean something. My survival had to be more than just this. More than living in a state of limbo that didn’t seem to have an end in sight. It felt like I was alive for no other reason than to make sure he didn’t do it again to someone else.

“How can you know that?” Ty asked, his voice begging me to listen to myself. “How can you be so sure that he isn’t sitting back just waiting for you?”

“I’m not sure of anything. All I know is what I feel, and I feel like I at least have to try.”

“And if he does capture you?”

“If he does capture me, then fate came around full circle.”

Maybe my fate was dying after all.

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