My Pretty Obsession

Eleanor Whitmore gave James Ashford three years of her life and got a receipt for every penny he never spent on her. She thought heartbreak would be the worst thing that happened to her that night. She was wrong , it was only the door.

On the other side of it: Nathaniel Ashworth. Quiet. Watchful. Dressed like nobody, worth everything. He finds her broken in a café on the Strand and offers her a version of care she's never had , attentive, generous, absolute. But Nathaniel doesn't just want to love Eleanor. He wants to own the space James left behind, and he's patient enough to take it one scar at a time.

She thinks she's found her upgrade. She hasn't realized yet that some men rescue you the way a hunter tags a wound , so they always know exactly where to find you.