‘You’re my wife...‘till death do us part.’

Dragos. I grant my wife anything she desires — except knowledge of my lethal past. Yet the secrets I protect Cassandra from are the architect of my ruin. I’ve driven her away. What she doesn’t realise is, I won’t let her turn her back on our vows...

Cassandra. Fleeing my wealthy husband’s gilded cage — and our obsessive hunger — was a desperate, futile gesture. Not even his enemies’ attempt on his life could stop him tracking me down. Injured but dangerous, all Dragos remembers is my name...and that I belong to him!