I have a month to seduce two men. I was warned about them: a ruthless businessman with a military past and a cynical intellectual whose sharp tongue is more dangerous than any weapon. I was supposed to hate them. “One of us is lying, Eve. And I think you already know who exactly.” “What if you’re both lying?” “Or no one,” Ostrovsky said quietly, stepping forward. “What if the real trap is what you were made to believe? A double game. A triple betrayal. In this world, you can’t trust anyone—not even yourself. Especially when you realize both men awaken feelings in you that have no place in spy games. The honey draws you in… sweet, sinful, but—who’s the hunter and who’s the prey?”