Nine Graves Before I Left

Summary

For three years, I was Conrad Burke’s diamond-collared pet, spoiled into believing the world bent to my whims simply because he held the reins of Manhattan and let me sit beside the driver’s seat.

Then the society pages exploded. Conrad’s pristine golden girl—the high school sweetheart whose memory hung over his penthouses like an antique chandelier nobody was allowed to touch—was flying back into the country.

My stomach dropped through the floorboards.

That evening, frantic to prove I still had some purchase on his heart, I dragged him toward the Montauk coastline under the guise of…