Perjury

"You don't look guilty," he murmurs, stepping in close.

"That's because I'm not," I whisper back.

His fingers brush my jaw, too rough to be kind.
"No. You're worse than guilty."

"Then what am I?"

He smiles, cruel and gorgeous.
"Unrepentant. And I like that. I want to see what it takes to make you beg for forgiveness."

I smile back, just as cruel.
"You'll die waiting."

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Four boys. One lie. No forgiveness.

I lied on the stand.

Not by mistake. Not under pressure.
I did it on purpose, and I did it for something I wanted more than justice.

A billionaire went to prison.
The world moved on.
I disappeared.

Now I'm back. Enrolled at the same elite university his son and his best friends attend. I thought I could stay quiet. I thought if I kept my head down, the past would stay buried.

I was wrong.

They remember me.
They know what I did.
And they want revenge served cold, cruel, and up close.

So they drag me into their world of power, privilege, and manipulation.
They move me into their house. Watch me. Corner me. Study me like I'm just another secret to uncover.
But I've kept darker things hidden than they can imagine. And the more they try to break me, the more they start to fracture.

Because obsession works both ways.
And none of us are walking away clean.

A dark, slow-burn reverse harem where enemies blur into lovers and lies are foreplay.
No MM. No forgiveness.
Just control, chaos, and the girl who never planned to survive, only to win.