(Harper's POV)

I wasn't sleeping well. Not because of work, not because of stress-but because the more I dug into Bianca, the uglier the truth became.

It had been days since my talk with Kyle, and Damon still refused to listen. I showed him proof, handed him evidence on a silver platter, and he still chose to be blind.

I wasn't giving up. Not yet.

Bianca wasn't just some opportunist looking for a rich guy to leech off. No, this was something bigger. Something calculated.

And I needed to ...