The Glass-Moth Mistake

I was right in the middle of breaking a mugger's kneecaps with a cheerful, vacuous smile when I realized my biggest problem wasn't the street thugs - it was my new boss. After a brutal breakup left me blindingly drunk, I made the fatal mistake of spending the night with Praetor Vangrim, the city's most ruthless enforcer. I fled at dawn, leaving behind a custom-carved murk-amber pendant. Now, Vangrim is obsessively hunting the woman from that night. But this is no romance. My unique physiology temporarily halted his fatal spore-rot, and he wants to lock me in a lab to harvest my blood. To pay for my little brother's expensive medicine, I've taken a job as Vangrim's bubbly, airheaded - yet suspiciously hyper-competent - secretary. It is a terrifying cat-and-mouse game of pure survival. I must manipulate his syndicate from the inside while he viciously interrogates every woman in the district. But when my brother's condition worsens and I collapse from blood loss at work, Vangrim corners me in his private medical wing. Will he recognize the scars beneath my collar before I can steal the cure and escape?