I've been called dangerous, aggressive, hard to figure out, poisonous and deadly. It's all true and a lie. I adapt to the environment around me, I blend in, and no one can figure me out. I do whatever I need to survive, and I do it well. Until now. One woman has derailed everything I've worked so hard to create. She's smug, fearless, and has no sense of self-preservation. It makes me question everything I've ever wanted. Now I need to get us both out of the snake pit I've been living in. Vipers hide their fangs to draw you in. Then they bite.