When the doctor tells Erica Jones she has ninety days before she loses her eyesight, her entire world comes crashing down.

At that moment, she wishes the world would slow down long enough for her to see everything one last time.

Unfortunately, her bank account says otherwise.

After spending most of her life working to support her financially draining mother and coping with a mentally exhausting boss for the pay, Erica finally decides to resign and spend whatever time she has left actually living.

But quitting Andrew Simon was never going to be that easy.

Feared by employees and worshipped by investors, Andrew Simon is the cold-hearted billionaire behind one of the biggest companies in the country. 

A man who built his empire with blood, sweat, and lies.

And somehow, Erica ends up tangled deeper in his world than ever before.

The deal was simple:

Stay until the company’s biggest project launches, and walk away with one million dollars.

Enough money for treatment. Enough for healthcare. Enough to survive after the darkness comes.

It was too good to refuse.

Even if working beside Andrew Simon feels like standing too close to a fire capable of burning her alive.

Erica tells herself she can survive anything for ninety days.

The pressure. The secrets. The dangerous man slowly pulling her closer with every passing moment.

What she never expected was falling in love with the devil who ruined lives for a living.

The deeper Erica falls into Andrew Simon’s world, the more she realizes powerful men are willing to kill to protect what they built.

And as the countdown to her blindness begins, Erica realizes her eyesight may not be the only thing she is about to lose.

Because loving Andrew Simon might cost her life too.

But when I start making calls to verify the issues, I hit a wall of confusion.


"Ma'am, I don't understand," says the rep from Midwest Commercial HVAC on Wednesday afternoon. 


"We delivered those units on time and to


spec. Your team signed off on the installation three weeks ago."


"Right, but the failed inspection report says—"


"Failed? What failed inspection report? We haven't received any failure notices."


I frown at my screen. "The one from February twentieth."


He pauses and shuffles some papers around. "Ma'am, our records show the


system passed inspection on February eighteenth.


 If there's been a subsequent inspection issue, we weren't notified."


I thank him and hang up, then immediately call the fire suppression contractor.


Chapter 62 - Chpt 62: Sabotage Project