The Initiation

She needed the sorority pin. He needed to break her.

Harper Hayes clawed her way from Scranton to an elite New England university on scholarship and desperation. Getting into Alpha Kappa Sigma isn't ambition — it's survival. The alumni network is the only thing standing between her and the billing office where her mother eats dinner alone.

Then Hell Week begins.

The pledges are handed to Omega Sigma fraternity for seven days of initiation. And its president — Tristan Vance, old money, cold eyes, a jaw that could cut glass — circles Harper's name on the roster before she even walks through the door.

He doesn't haze her the way he hazes the others. He separates her. Blindfolds her. Interrogates every lie she's ever told herself in a firelit room that smells like bourbon and cedar. He gives her rules. Positions. A silk collar embroidered with his fraternity's letters.

And a safe word she never uses.

Harper knows she should run. Tristan is manipulative, obsessive, and dangerously precise. But he's also the first person who has ever seen through the performance — the rehearsed laugh, the thrift-store blazer, the girl who fakes belonging so well she's forgotten who she really is.

When a rival faction inside the fraternity targets Harper and the sorority president moves to destroy her, Tristan must choose: protect his legacy, or burn it all down for the woman he was never supposed to want.