Running from hell is hard - especially when the devil you married refuses to let you go. To the world, my husband is perfection. CEO. Philanthropist. Gentleman. To me, he's the monster who taught me that love can burn worse than fire. He always put everything else first - his company, his ambition, even her. I was never enough. So I left. But he's not the kind of man who accepts endings. Now he wants to make things right, to atone for the years he destroyed me. Only this time, his enemies have followed him home - and the man I once loved has become a stranger wearing his face. Because maybe he was never mine to begin with. Maybe I was only ever his penance.