veiled Scars

Some betrayals do not scream.
They whisper-soft enough to be trusted, sharp enough to destroy.

Fienna had learned that lesson too late.
In a world where her father's name commanded the nation but failed to reach his own daughter, she had clung to the illusion of love. Trust became her only rebellion.
Her only mistake.
The night her lover revealed his true face, something irreversible was taken from her-something no apology, no justice, could ever return. By morning, silence became her refuge, and survival her only ambition.
Silence, however, has a price.

Fearful of scandal and the fragility of her future, her father chose a solution that demanded no questions-only obedience. An alliance forged in secrecy.
A marriage arranged not for love, but for protection.
Rafael Daugherty was not a man known for mercy. A business magnate with a reputation as unyielding as steel, he accepted the proposal with calculated indifference-her truth laid bare, his reward guaranteed. What stood between them was not affection, but an unspoken contract.
A heartless man.
A broken woman.
Two souls bound by circumstance, carrying wounds the world must never know. Whether this union would become salvation or another form of ruin remained uncertain.
Because when love is born from pain,
it does not arrive gently-it arrives disguised.