Tesiera Anderson is popularly known as 'The Torturer' in the underworld, due to her unmatched skill in
inflicting unfathomable pain and torture to her victims.
Just her name alone strikes fear into the hearts of the most merciless crime lords, for all her targets end
up dead—some in methods more gruesome, more graphic than anyone could ever imagine.
She answers to no one, serves no master—a woman with a heart carved out of stone. Humor eludes her;
she never learned how to smile. Some argue she possesses no soul; her brown eyes, cold and devoid of life.
A new prey has been marked by her, and his name is Maximilian Kingston. A multimillionaire at the
helm of a vast hotel empire, and for personal reasons, he has become a special target for her. She harbors
an intense hatred towards him to the extent that her entire existence revolves around the day she can at
last bring an end to his life.
And that day finally came.
However, when she goes after him, she is bound to discover that things aren't as they seem with the
devilishly handsome multimillionaire. Not only did it seem like everything she'd thought she knew was
wrong, but the man tempted her in ways she'd never been tempted before.

Tesiera and her father, Roman, were walking home from an outing at the park on a pleasant
Wednesday evening. The weather was delightfully warm, and they reveled in the gentle breeze around
them.
“Did you have fun today, sweetie?” Roman asked, happiness coursing through him.
“Yes! Thank you, Daddy,” she beamed. Roman’s heart ached with love at her radiant grin. Stretching
her arms wide, she looked up at him expectantly, "Pick me up?"
Roman lifted his daughter onto his hip, and remembered she wasn’t his little girl anymore. The eight-
year-old was becoming quite heavy to carry, and he groaned as he lifted her. She giggled in childlike
delight. She still loved it when her father carried her.
“You know, I’d do anything for you, Tesiera. You’re my beautiful, smart, and strong angel,” Roman
promised, planting a loving kiss on her forehead and squeezing her in a tight hug.
“Daddy, why don’t we see Uncle Damian anymore?” Tesiera asked, pulling away from the hug and
gazing at her father with curiosity.
Roman was taken aback by the unexpected question but didn’t let it show. He hadn’t expected his little
girl to notice the strained relationship between him and his brother, but then again, he shouldn’t be
surprised. Tesiera was remarkably astute.
“Your Uncle Damian is a busy man, Tesiera. I know he misses you,” Roman fibbed with a forced smile.
The truth was his brother wasn’t a good person by any measure. But he wasn’t certain that Damian missed
his niece. Roman had been avoiding his brother’s calls and distancing himself from the only family he had
left. Roman didn’t want Tesiera to get entangled with Damian, or worse, with the family business. It was
why he had walked away years ago.

She broke into his house like an angel of the night, so incredibly beautiful—her eyes bright with pure hatred, and a dagger aimed unerringly at him.
"Who are you?" Max demanded, his voice cutting through the lingering haze of sleep. "Who sent you?"
With unsettling calmness, she responded, "I'm the last face you'll ever see. Tonight, I’ll take your life in the most graphic way you could ever imagine.” Then, she threw the dagger straight at him.

If you're looking for a book that features a villainous, kickass heroine—who doesn’t know the word ‘love’ prior to meeting the hero—a quest for revenge packed with action scenes, a well-told love story, and highly explicit, vividly described, and well-detailed steamy (xxx) scenes, then this book is for you.
Please note: It does contain some content that may be triggering, so be sure to check the trigger warnings.