<p>Sometimes it only takes a minute. A connection of eyes across a room a quickened heartbeat and everything changes.</p><p>I was a cocktail waitress with a fondness for partying and meaningless sex.</p><p>He owned half of Vegas with the reputation to match.</p><p>I should have turned away. Instead I stepped closer.</p><p>Then the lies started.</p><p>Rumors spread.</p><p>Stalking commenced.</p><p>And someone died.</p><p>None of it stopped me from falling in love.</p>