Learn My Lesson (Wicked Villains, #2)

by Katee Robert

“I played him.” Fuck if it doesn’t feel good to finally be putting this plan in motion. Decades’ worth of anger with no outlet, no recourse, and the method of my revenge walks right into my web like a lamb to the slaughter. Whether or not Hercules is guilty makes no difference to me. Neither does his knowledge—or lack thereof—when it comes to his father’s sins. Thinking of Zeus has me tightening my grip on my glass. Some things don’t go away with time, and my rage at the man is a live thing in my chest, snapping and snarling and demanding payment in blood.

whats the tea though