Eloise’s eyes flickered to Antonio, staring to see the smiles from the laughter they'd shared hours ago still clinging to their lips. The memories of Mason's yells, his pale face and trembling hands wouldn't stop the bubbling feeling that rushes through her veins.

Revenge tasted sweet. She'd admitted to herself.

But this man standing quietly beside her in the elevator —had just made it intoxicating.

Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought of revenge being this satisfying, this amazing, leaving her grinning like a fool.

Releasing Mason’s sex tape might have been the best thing that had happened since she came back in time.

As if Antonio could...