The Perfect Good Girl

She wears the mask of the most obedient, docile girl—and lights a fire right on the heart of the Beijing elite's most feared devil. On the surface, she's an easygoing little white rabbit; underneath, she's a honey trap that's sweet on the outside and dark within. Across from her stands a restrained, unhinged, utterly controlling king of hell. Old grudges and fresh vendettas of the wealthy family pile up, and every pull between them tightens the noose. On the bathroom counter, her clothes have already slipped to her waist—her fall wasn't sudden; she lured him down, step by step.