She was raised to inherit an empire. He was raised on the wreckage of one — hers. Isabella Hart has spent her whole life as a headline, not a person: the heiress, the scandal, the name attached to her father's fortune. When her driver is caught selling secrets to the tabloids, she just wants someone who can drive in a straight line and keep his mouth shut. She gets Damien Cole — quiet, sharp-eyed, infuriatingly unbothered by her attitude. What she doesn't get is the truth: Damien isn't his real name, his references are fabricated, and he took this job for one reason — to get close enough to Richard Hart to prove what he did to the Cole family ten years ago, the ruin that buried Damien's father and left his mother with nothing. He wasn't supposed to notice the way she laughs when she forgets to perform being fine. She wasn't supposed to feel safer in the front seat of a car with the hired help than anywhere else in her own life. Somewhere between the lies and the long drives, revenge and desire started wanting the same thing — and neither one of them is ready for what happens when the truth finally catches up to the wheel.