Taming The Tycoon By Force

I had somehow slipped through the seams of reality and landed inside a cheap paperback melodrama. My role? The fraudulent heiress, cast out onto the pavement the second the true daughter of the dynasty was unearthed.

Worse, an omniscient, parasitic System had lodged itself in my skull, barking a single primary directive: seduce and conquer Garfield Prescott—the untouchable, merciless kingpin of Manhattan’s financial elite.

I was currently crouching on the curb outside his sprawling estate in the Hamptons, watching his fleet of blacked-out SUVs tear past, their custom plates worth more than…