She woke up with no past. What she's about to uncover will destroy her future.

Penelope Kudroe wakes in a sterile hospital bed, the world a blank canvas. Her name, her face in the mirror—they mean nothing. Amnesia, the doctors say. A traumatic accident. But as fragments of memory begin to surface—a lingering scent, a snatch of a song, the chilling echo of a scream—Penelope realizes her past isn't just missing; it's actively hiding from her.

The "concerned" faces around her—her distant sister, the overly solicitous ex-lover, the cryptic detective—all seem to be guarding secrets. Each fleeting clue she uncovers paints a picture of a life she doesn't recognize: a woman involved in shady dealings, betrayals, and whispers of power. Penelope is convinced she was a victim, caught in a dangerous web woven by others. She trusts no one, not even the gentle hand that offers comfort.

But the truth is far more sinister than she could ever imagine. As Penelope digs deeper, the shadows coalesce not around an external enemy, but around the woman staring back from her own reflection. She was no victim. She was an architect of chaos, a ruthless player in a criminal underworld, the lover and confidante of a notorious crime boss, Beniamino Bogazzi. The accident wasn't random; it was his doing, a brutal betrayal that left her for dead.

Now, as Beniamino's empire begins to feel the tremors of her awakening memory, Penelope faces a devastating choice. Her amnesia has been her unwitting protector. But if she truly remembers who she was, and the role she played in the crimes that defined her, she won't just discover a past she hates—she'll trigger a reckoning she can't survive. The only thing more dangerous than the secrets she uncovers is the truth buried within her own mind.