He doesn’t remember me—yet I remember him very well. This man took everything from me. And for revenge I’m ready for a lot—even to get into bed with him, pretending to be an infatuated fool.
But from the very first meeting, everything goes wrong. He’s too perceptive and cynical to fall for my tricks, and I hate him too much to play my part flawlessly. As a result, from a hunter I quickly turn into a victim—and I die so stupidly, getting trapped by my own snare.