Too Late For Your Second Chance

From the back cover

My fiancé, Bentley Wise, heir to a New York real estate empire, promised we'd marry in 99 days. But after he saved a socialite, Frida Tanner, from a landslide, he spent those days repaying her "kindness," abandoning me at every turn.

When Frida, driving distracted, killed my mother in a car crash, Bentley defended her at the funeral. "It was an accident, Adelle. You're causing a scene."

He shielded my mother's killer, pushed me to the ground, and chose her over our ten years of love.

Lying on the floor of the chapel, I watched him comfort the woman who destroyed my life. I knew then that our love was dead.

I exposed their crimes online and fled to Paris to start over.

But just as I found new love and a new life, Bentley appeared, begging for a second chance. "I'm so sorry, Adelle. Please, just come back to me."

I refused, telling him I was with someone else. That night, Frida's mother, seeking revenge, had me kidnapped and left for dead.

Bentley sacrificed himself to save me, taking the blows meant for me. As he lay bleeding, he pleaded, "Give me another chance. I'll do anything."

I looked at the man who had destroyed me, then saved me, and said, "I have a new life now, Bentley. A life you have no part in."