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Bound by a forced alliance to the city's most ruthless mafia heir, I learned to wear my perfect smiles like armor.
But on the night of our grand engagement party, the glass was shattered.
Aron collapsed, choked on poison, and the elite world exploded into pure, bleeding chaos.
Through the sea of screaming guests, only one pair of eyes stayed locked on me.
Arham. My stepbrother. My dark shadow. My beautiful tormentor.
He thinks I'm the cold-blooded monster who orchestrated the execution.
He thinks the blood on my white silk dress is a trophy of my victory.
Now, with the mansion in total lockdown and guns drawn, he has pinned me against the wall with an ultimatum.
I didn't buy my freedom tonight; I just traded a ruthless husband for a terrifyingly possessive keeper.
And the game is only just beginning.