Illusions of Love

PROLOGUE

LAS VEGAS

10:40pm

There was no better time to do this. He couldn’t have wished for anything more convenient, every single one of them in one place at one time. He couldn’t have planned it better if he’d tried, and he’d been planning this for some time, although, never in his wildest dreams had he ever thought it would turn out this perfect. But she’d practically given it to him on a plate by running here. That had been her first mistake. Well, no. It hadn’t. Not really. Her first mistake had been a long time ago. He’d just had to be patient and wait for the right time to collect payback. But now it was happening, bigger and better than he could ever have imagined. Now it was happening, and soon it would be over. Soon she’d realise what he’d known all along. There was only one thing she was ever going to be, and when he’d finished she’d have no choice but to accept that. It was what she deserved, after everything she’d done to him.

Soon it would all be over. And he’d finally have what he’d come here to get; what he’d waited too many years for. Revenge.