Return of the powerful heiress

I died for trusting the wrong man. I came back to burn his empire down. I did not come back expecting to fall in love. I was Zivara Noel. I had a husband, a dynasty, and a daughter I never got to hold before the poison took me. Now I am Thessaly Mourne, heiress to a stolen legacy, waking in a dead woman's body with two lifetimes of memory and one purpose: reclaim everything that was taken and make every man responsible pay the full price of what they did. The plan is clean. The architecture is flawless. I have the original will, the bearer bonds, the evidence, and the strategic intelligence of a woman who has already lost everything once and will not make the same mistake twice. What I did not plan for is Riven Cassel. He is the most methodical man in every room he enters. He identified the anomaly in me the night of the gala and chose me anyway, both of me, with the complete certainty of a man who has been carrying guilt over a dead woman for three years and has decided, with everything he is, that he will not fail her twice. He is not safe. He is not simple. He is the one variable in my perfectly constructed revenge that I cannot account for.