I am Judith Chambers.
I am thirty-four years old.
I am obscenely wealthy, insatiably beautiful, and a dedicated bitch.
Do you love your husband? Do you go to sleep at night imagining that he loves you?
Did you count on me turning up on the scene?
In your wildest dreams did you imagine that you could ever compete with what I have to offer?
I will take what you have and give you back the empty husk. That's what I do. That's what I specialize in.
I am the Hannibal Lechter of relationships, the shark in marital waters, I am Judith Chambers, these are my memoirs.
Two years earlier it is April and I am in Istanbul, standing alone on the banks of the Bosphorus. The evening sunlight glints off the nearby dome of the Ortakoy mosque as a distant muezzin summons the fa...