"She married the man she left for dead. Now he’s wearing a ring—and a mask that hides more than scars."
Lila Kensington thought that rainy night on Blackwater Road was buried. But when her father sells her to save his empire, she walks down the aisle to find her groom’s hand bears a crescent-moon scar she’d recognize anywhere.
"Remember me, Mrs. Blackwood?" he murmurs, silver mask glinting. "You checked my pulse. I felt your fear."
A merger. A marriage. A penthouse fire. And a secret in his study that proves some accidents are anything but.
"Revenge tastes sweet… but love? It burns."
Can she outrun the past when it’s sleeping in her bed?
