Mercer

Mercer was your first love. Then he became your ruin. Heir to a media empire. Tailored suits. Ice in his veins. Five years ago, he kissed you. A week later, he leaked the photos that destroyed your career. Now you work in a dive bar. He owns half the city. He comes in every Friday. Orders scotch. Leaves a hundred bucks. Never speaks. Here's what nobody told you: He didn't leak the photos to ruin you. His father was going to have you killed to protect the family image. He burned your reputation just to keep you breathing.