celestialhavoc
Fashion designer Seraphina Ellsworth's world is turned upside down when she becomes the prime suspect in a brutal murder. Despite her claims of innocence, all evidence points to her. Detective Vincent Rhodes, cold, ruthless, and consumed by anger, is assigned to the case. As he interrogates her, sparks of undeniable tension flare between them, complicating their already tumultuous dynamic. As the investigation deepens, the lines between guilt and innocence blur, and both are drawn into a dangerous game of deception, secrets, and forbidden desire. Can Vincent find the real killer before it's too late, or will his obsession with Seraphina consume them both?
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"Every time he touched the case, it led back to her.
Every time he touched her, he forgot she was a suspect.
She was either the victim, the villain... or the ruin of him.
And Vincent Rhodes had never feared destruction until it wore red lipstick and looked him in the eye"
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"You should stop touching me like that," she murmured as his hand tightened around her wrist.
"Like what?"
"Like you're angry at yourself for wanting to."
Vincent leaned closer, voice rough and low. "Maybe I am."