Ruthless Rival (Cruel Castaways #1)(104)

“How was your day at work?” he asks. He is making chitchat while I’m still blindfolded. Unbelievable.

“Fine,” I respond. “Yours?”

“Good.”

“Tell me, how many people are watching me right now blindfolded, being led by a handsome, tall man in a dashing suit?”

“About . . .” He counts under his breath. “Seventeen. And I’ll have you know I’m not wearing a suit but a tutu dress.”

“Dashing.”

“Sort of. I think it makes my knees look a little bloated.”

The elevator dings, and I think I recognize the sound but I can’t tell where from. We walk in. Christian holds my hand the entire time. I count the floors by the way the elevator pings each time we pass a level. We stop on the seventh floor. Christian walks out, ushering me with him, clasping my palm in both of his. Then he stops and drops my hand to enter a security number to open a door. He presses a hand against the small of my back, and we both walk in. Then he’s behind me, removing my blindfold.

“Ta-da.”

I blink my eyes open, adjusting to the sunlight after being blindfolded for so long, and immediately suck in a breath. No wonder I thought the noises and scents were familiar when I walked in.

I turn to face him. “No.”

“Yup,” he says, popping the p.

“Can we afford it?” I wince.

He leans forward, rubbing his nose against mine. “Absolutely. It’s not your old penthouse. That, we wouldn’t have been able to afford in a million years. But I wanted you to live in your childhood building. Somewhere close to Aaron. Where you can see him from your window anytime you please. I asked the building manager to call me as soon as there was a vacancy. And well . . . three weeks ago, there was.”

I stride along the empty space, the sound of my heels ricocheting against the walls. Everything is bare and clean and smells of opportunity and potential. Of memories we can create here. An apartment in my Park Avenue building. Somewhere we can call our own. I’m so overwhelmed with emotions, with happiness, that it takes me a few moments to notice it. A plastic bag on the kitchen counter. The only thing inside this place.

“Hey.” I walk over to it. “What is that?”

“Those are our bathing suits,” Christian says behind my back, and I hear him coming toward me. “Race you to the pool for a few laps?”

His chin touches the top of my head, and all is well in the world.

“I’m going to win,” I warn him, plucking out my swimsuit from the bag.

He engulfs me with his hands. “I’d like to see you try.”





AUTHOR’S NOTE

BEFORE YOU GO

Thank you so much for reading Ruthless Rival. I’m excited to dive into the Cruel Castaways universe and introduce you to their world. As a thank-you for reading, I am offering a never-before-seen short story to my newsletter subscribers.

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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS


This series has been in the making for a while. I’ve been wanting to write Christian’s, Riggs’s, and Arsène’s stories for as long as I can remember, but it took a lot of people’s support to be able to give you this book.

First and foremost, a huge thank-you goes out to my agent, Kimberly Brower, at Brower Literary, for the help, support, and direction.

Another shout-out to the amazing team at Montlake Publishing for helping this book reach its full potential, including Anh Schluep, Lindsey Faber, Riam Griswold, and Susan Stokes.

And to the amazing Caroline Teagle Johnson, for the gorgeous cover.

To my PA, Tijuana Turner, for the constant support and priceless advice, and to Vanessa Villegas, Ratula Roy, Amy Halter, Marta Bor, and Yamina Kirky. A million thank-yous for reading the book before everyone else and offering guidance and helpful pointers.

To Social Butterflies PR, and especially Jenn and Catherine—you are amazing and I love you.

To my reading group on Facebook, the Sassy Sparrows—thank you for being there for the ride. I am so incredibly grateful.

To the bloggers, Instagrammers, and TikTokers who shout out my books—I couldn’t have done this without you. Not for one single day.

And to my family, my ride or die—your support means the world to me.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.





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In Japanese culture, the significance of the cherry blossom tree dates back hundreds of years. The cherry blossom represents the fragility and magnificence of life. It’s a reminder of how beautiful life is, almost overwhelmingly so, but that it is also heartbreakingly short. As are relationships. Be wise. Let your heart lead the way. And when you find someone who’s worth it—never let them go.





CHAPTER ONE


EMILIA

My grandmama once told me that love and hate are the same feelings experienced under different circumstances. The passion is the same. The pain is the same. That weird thing that bubbles in your chest? Same. I didn’t believe her until I met Baron Spencer and he became my nightmare.