The time has come to make the real villains of this story suffer our wrath. Heirs to the Richfield fortune, they have fooled themselves into thinking they are untouchable and beyond reproach. How wrong they are. It's time they pay for their brazen arrogance and learn that their family name cannot save them from our vicious retribution. Their debt must be paid. And we demand it be done in blood. Colt I knew sooner or later the Society would come knocking on my door. It was only a question of time. But like all things in my wretched life, they had to single me out and make their treacherous demands that more inconvenient for me. They want me to expose some unknown dark family secret. I'm a f*cking Richfield--secrets are part of my damn birthright. But that's alright. I'll play along. They might think they hold all the cards in this twisted game of theirs, but little do they know, I've got an ace up my sleeve. Dressed in pencil skirts, f*ck-me heels, and cat-frame glasses, Emma Harper is about to hand-deliver the Society to me on a silver platter. They think they're coming for me and mine? Not going to happen. I'm the one coming for them. Emma Colt Turner. Egotistically vain. Unapologetically arrogant. Self-centered and morally bankrupt--all the traits I despise in a man. Yet, for all his faults, he could be the key to solving the enigma that has baffled me for years. The Society has eluded me for the last time, and surprisingly enough, Colt is the only one who can help me unmask them once and for all. I've been waiting my entire life for this moment. I can't turn back now. No matter who gets hurt in the process. Even if that person is me. *Speak No Evil is a Forbidden Student-Teacher, New Ad