Chapter 1

I caught my sister’s husband in bed with another woman.

I greeted him with exactly what he deserved—a hard slap across the face.

My softhearted sister whispered, “Claire, maybe we should just let it go.”

“Not a chance. Let me show you how to tear a cheating bastard apart.”

And that included the man sleeping in my own bed.

When the door opened, the man and woman on the bed were still tangled together.

I clicked my tongue and covered my sister’s eyes. “Don’t look. It’s disgusting.”

Lily pulled my hand away, her eyes rimmed red.

I looked at my sister, then at the two people still going at it, completely oblivious to our presence.

Perfect.

I strode forward. Before Ryan could react, I swung my arm and brought my palm down hard across his face.

I put every ounce of strength I had into that slap.

“Caught you in the act, Ryan. You really outdid yourself with this shitshow.”

His face reddened and swelled before my eyes.

My right hand throbbed. The bastard really did have a thick hide.

The woman finally noticed us and snatched up the lightweight comforter to cover herself.

Terror filled her face.

Ryan recognized me. “Claire, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

He scrambled out of bed and fumbled for his clothes.

Then he saw Lily behind me.

He froze before blurting, “Lily, you’ve got it all wrong. This isn’t what it looks like. Please, believe me.”

His excuses were so pathetic they were almost funny. I rolled my eyes.

Ryan practically crawled over to her. “Lily, let me explain. I was entertaining a client last night. I had a few drinks. I don’t even know this woman. I swear. You have to believe me.”

I couldn’t listen to another word.

“So you’re saying you were drunk, you have no idea how she got into your bed, and you certainly don’t know how you ended up having sex with her. Is that it?”

I turned and stared at the woman. “Is that what happened?”

My glare could have burned a hole straight through her.

She clearly had never faced anything like this. Her face went white.

“Did you know he had a wife and child? Did you or didn’t you?”

“Well? Answer me!”

Her answer would determine what happened next. If she’d known he was married and gone after him anyway, I would deal with both of them. Neither one would get away with it.

But if she hadn’t known, Ryan had deceived them both. He was the one to blame, and she was another victim.

My tone must have terrified her. Her shoulders trembled. “I didn’t know. He told me he was single. He pursued me for ages before I finally agreed to date him.”

“You… you lying bitch! You were the one who—” Ryan started.

One look from me shut him up.

I picked up her clothes and handed them to her.

“Be more careful next time. Don’t let another man fool you.”

She hurriedly dressed, watching me with a complicated expression.

Once she was gone, it was time to deal with that ungrateful bastard, Ryan.