Six months ago, the famous billionaire, McKenzie Sloan, chose my marriage to destroy. He convinced my husband to leave me. Now it's my turn to destroy his pampered little life.

I'm just a small-town girl trying to survive the pending loss of her dream: the bookstore I opened with my husband. I thought he loved me until he ran off with a woman and stole all the money from our bookstore.

Now it's just me and my sister that live in the tiniest house in the state of Virginia as we try to keep the store afloat.

Then, out of nowhere, billionaire playboy McKenzie Sloan strolls into my bookshop, acting like he didn't convince my husband to screw me over. He even introduced the girlfriend to my husband.

As McKenzie gazed at the books on the shelves of my dying bookstore with a smirk on his face, as if he was doing me a favor, I noticed one thing. He didn't know who I was.

That's when a smile appeared on my face as a plan to destroy him formed in my head.

Should I just forgive and move on? Probably, but where's the fun in that?