My last name was royalty in New Orleans. But to me…my last name was a curse.
High society. Expectations. Old money. Politics.
Everything I despised.
Deceit. Destruction. Bribery.
You name it, my family was guilty of it.
My father’s throne was built on lies.
Our family was the epitome of faux royalty.
Then, I fell for the boy from the wrong side of the tracks.
As hard as we fell… the faster we crashed and burned.
Five years ago, I walked away, and left my father to his riches.
Now, home in the same city I ran from, I come face to face with the man who destroyed my heart.