“What the fuck? Raven is your daughter.” My hand goes to rub my chest, as if that can protect me from the truth that she’s right: I did pick her.

I picked her, then destroyed Raven, thinking I was doing the right thing.

“She tried to take what’s mine, and that I can’t have.” She takes the last step as we face each other.

I smile, because she’s now crossed the line, and I’m done. “You are a fucked-up cunt. I used to admire that. I don’t anymore. It’s that simple. Keep the ring, and Rebecca will take care of canceling the wedding.” My voice stays calm.

Turning, I continue up the stairs and step into my room. Rachel follows me.

“You’re making a mistake.” Her voice goes up a notch, and I can sense her becoming desperate.

“I. Don’t. Care.”

She might intimidate most people, but she’s never gone up against me. I throw open my closet and crouch down to open my safe.

“Jett, think. Do you honestly think Raven will ever trust you? Forgive you? She won’t. I know her—she never forgets.” She laughs, but it’s hollow.

I bring out my passport and some cash, then kick the safe shut.

“I’ll take my chances. Either way, I’d rather be alone than spend another minute with you.”

“Really?” She takes a step. “You have no idea how much damage I will cause. This is what I do, Jett! No one will side with you. Our friends will shun you.”

My lips twitch. “You’re right. You are the best at what you do, but you forget, I’m a goddamn legend at what I do. You believe I give a fuck about what anyone thinks?” I cock my head at her.

“I have TMZ on speed dial,” she hisses.

Raven was right about her mother. She thinks she’s got me, but I’m about to introduce her to the real Jett Powers.

“I just want to make sure I’m hearing you correctly,” I say. “You’re trying to bribe me with a sex video of Raven and me?”

She licks her lips and takes a step back as if hearing it out loud has made her hesitate. I smile—this is what I was born for, taking down people like her.

“I’d think twice before you do anything that might… not work in your favor. You can say whatever you want about me, but what you say you have on your phone gets erased.”

“Fuck you, Jett,” she screams. “I’m not being discarded like I’m nothing. I worked my ass off to get where I am, and if you think I’m letting her win…” Her face reddens.

Reaching out, I cup her face. She looks up at me with wild eyes.