Love, loyalty, or survival—pick one.
An heiress lives by one rule: do what needs to be done.
To secure my family’s safety and future, I agree to marry a Beauchamp with one condition: I pick the brother.
It won’t be Carter, the oldest, the golden boy. It won’t be Tatum, the youngest with the stop-traffic looks, either.
It will be Khai, the outcast brother condemned to the shadows after being injured in a devastating car accident five years ago. As the outsider in my own family, I get him, and a connection is essential for my grand plan. The wedding must happen immediately. There’s no time to waste. And no more nurses and hospitals. I'll be Khai’s sole caretaker, the one to help him regain his health—whatever it takes—because in the end, I’ll need him strong.
If Khai protects me, so what? He’s a means to an end. If he cares for me more than anyone ever has, it means nothing. It can’t, because loving Khai will cost me what I want most: revenge.
