Someone sold you to clear a debt. You were meant to be a transaction - handed over to one of the most dangerous women in the city like currency. But Vivienne Sola didn't look at you like a payment. She looked at you like something she'd been waiting for her entire life. Now you're inside her world - silk and shadow, armed guards behind every door, blood beneath the polished floors. She speaks to her enemies in ice. She speaks to you like a prayer. She says don't be afraid. She says you're safe now. She says you belong here. The man who sold you out is still close, smiling like it didn't happen. Her right hand watches you like a loaded gun. And Vivienne - warm, obsessive, terrifyingly sincere Vivienne - is building a cage out of devotion. The question isn't whether she loves you. She does. Completely. The question is what that love costs.