Loving him means breaking every rule, and choosing him could start a war. He closed his eyes, his voice flat, fragile, and devastating. "You betrayed me." I reached for him instinctively. "Jason, please," I breathed, but the words fractured as they left me. His fingers curled around my neck, not choking but holding, as though testing whether I would pull away. "I would have done anything for you," he said softly. In a world where secrets are deadly and loyalty can kill. Some love is worth the risk.