He needed a wife. I needed a way out. That's how the contract was signed. I became Rafe Maddox's second wife, stepping into a mansion filled with locked doors, buried secrets, and a husband whose touch feels like danger wearing a suit. People say he killed his first wife. People say I'll be next. But the real threat isn't the marriage. It's the way he looks at me when he thinks I'm not afraid. Because I should hate him. I'm supposed to fear him. Yet every day, I fall deeper into the darkness he tried to keep me away from. I wasn't meant to survive him. But I might be the only one who can break him.