Guns? An attack? Revenge? It all felt a little far fetched, like a lie. But it didn't help that I was attracted to him. I couldn't help myself, even if all my senses screamed to flee the other way. But I knew that Lucas Ross was the devil, and he was lying to me. And that his ploy was to control me. Or at least that was what I’d thought until I found out the real truth. My father was not who I thought he was, and Lucas freaking Ross was right. Even if I badly wanted him to be wrong. Now, I’m at his mercy. And I’m trapped.