He’s the beast I can’t escape. I’m the prisoner he’s determined to claim.
Emery
Six-two, sinfully gorgeous, with noble lineage, and a cliffside castle. What's not to like?
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Exactly the problem, until I convince myself the cold, unreadable man my father insists I marry is gay.
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That’s why I agree to the business merger. I swore I’d never marry for love. I’ve seen how it ruins women in arranged marriages. My mother included.
Lachlan might look like a sexy villain ripped from a romance novel, but I’m safe from falling for him. He’s not even into me. I can open my dream bookstore, live on my terms, and play wife only when necessary.
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Until our wedding day when he kisses me like he owns me—stealing my breath and my sanity. Now the chemistry between us is undeniable, but I refuse to fall for his seductive, controlling ways.
Lachlan
Emery has no idea what I’m really after.
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Two goals brought me to the altar. Both personal. Both inevitable.
Take her father’s company to end a centuries-old feud.
Claim the golden princess with the tempting mouth and defiant pride.
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She thinks she can keep her distance. She has no idea what she signed up for, or how far I’ll go to claim what's mine.
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*This is a dark romance for beginners. Light-dark. Dip your toe into the darkness. It is a little darker than Prince of Pain.