He promised her the game. Then he left her holding the weight. Reign wasn't built to fold. She ran dice, moved product, and learned to keep her pulse steady when the world fell apart. Under Malik's wing, she became more than a runner-she became a weapon. His protégé. His secret. His weakness. But when the setup comes, it's Reign who takes the fall. The cuffs snap shut, the charges stack, and Malik? He vanishes.
No lawyer. No call. Just silence where loyalty was supposed to live. Now Reign is staring down prison time for the man she loved, the one who made her believe loyalty ran both ways-until the cuffs closed and his silence proved her wrong. And if the game taught her anything, it's this: love is temporary. Survival is forever. Welcome to the Cold Game-where betrayal is currency, and the first lesson is the coldest one of all.
He promised her the game. Then he left her holding the weight. Reign wasn't built to fold. She ran dice, moved product, and learned to keep her pulse steady when the world fell apart. Under Malik's wing, she became more than a runner-she became a weapon. His protégé. His secret. His weakness. But when the setup comes, it's Reign who takes the fall. The cuffs snap shut, the charges stack, and Malik? He vanishes.
No lawyer. No call. Just silence where loyalty was supposed to live. Now Reign is staring down prison time for the man she loved, the one who made her believe loyalty ran both ways-until the cuffs closed and his silence proved her wrong. And if the game taught her anything, it's this: love is temporary. Survival is forever. Welcome to the Cold Game-where betrayal is currency, and the first lesson is the coldest one of all.