I swore I'd ruin him. Instead, he ruined me for anyone else.

Damon Cole took everything from my family - the company, the name, the pride I built my whole life around. When he walked back into my world, wearing that smug, victorious smile, I promised myself I'd bring him to his knees. Business by day. Revenge by night.

I never planned on wanting him there.

The tension between us was never just hatred. It was heat, simmering under every glare, every clipped word, every accidental brush of skin in boardrooms we both refused to leave first. He knew exactly what he was doing when he backed me against that office door, his voice low, daring me to push him away.

I didn't.

What started as a plan to destroy him became nights I couldn't stop craving - his hands, his mouth, the way he said my name like a threat and a promise in the same breath. Every touch was a war neither of us wanted to win cleanly. Every collision left us both breathless, wrecked, hungry for more.

Now I don't know if I want him gone or want him again.

He was supposed to be my enemy. Instead he's become my obsession - the one man who can undo me completely, and the one I can't walk away from, no matter how hard I try.

Some rivalries end in ruin. Ours ends in surrender.