He loved her like breathing. And yet, he chose to ruin her. Elena Morette was innocent, kind-hearted, nothing like the family she was born into. But the Russis didn't see her. They saw a pawn, a tool to destroy the family she belonged to. William Russi knew her father's betrayal, her family's crimes, and the price of bloodlines. And so he married her-not for love, but for revenge. The marriage was an illusion. A trap. And the moment the vows were done, the plan was revealed. Two hearts bound by hatred. One love buried beneath revenge. Some loves aren't accidents. They are chosen ruins.