The Liar’s Reckoning by August Jones

The lies we tell ourselves are the worst lies of all.
Silas Manning: Doorman at Hanover Gardens on the Upper East Side
Senator Graham Lather is the client I can’t shake. The bane of my existence. My opposite in every way. He’s my soulmate.

He came into my bed the way most men do, but he wouldn’t go away like the rest. When he infiltrates every corner of my life, resisting him is futile. Pushing him away only draws us closer until our chemistry can no longer be denied. I think maybe we’re meant to be. Loving him is easy, written in the stars. My worst mistake.
Nothing about living in Manhattan is simple, and when you trust the city to keep your secrets, you risk what you can’t afford to lose. When you get tangled up with a family like the Lawthers, you might as well kiss your privacy, your sanity, your heart goodbye.