One more job and then I’m free.
That’s what was told to me, what was promised.
But when I get home to find the body of my future husband on my living room floor, I know it was all a lie. I was torn down and built up, trained at St. Andrew’s Academy to seduce secrets out of powerful men, and I thought I knew what I was getting into. I’d be married to a sadist for a while and then let go, no longer a pawn to be used by the men who run the world.
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One more job and then I’m free.
That’s what was told to me, what was promised.
But when I get home to find the body of my future husband on my living room floor, I know it was all a lie. I was torn down and built up, trained at St. Andrew’s Academy to seduce secrets out of powerful men, and I thought I knew what I was getting into. I’d be married to a sadist for a while and then let go, no longer a pawn to be used by the men who run the world.
But the bastard who killed my betrothed isn’t done with me yet. He takes a little piece of me that night he doesn’t ever intend to give back, then drives me straight to the man behind it all — Ephraim Creed.
It’s his son I’ll be marrying now, his heirs I’ll have in my belly.
But there are more secrets in this house than anyone knows, and nothing is as it seems. The pawn sent to seduce the son has been ensnared by the bastard, and if I don’t keep myself in check, this story will end in blood.
I just have to hope it isn’t mine.