He thought he was claiming a pawn. He married a problem.
One signature on a contract ties me to Saint Marini, New York’s most ruthless heir, and gives both our families exactly what they want.
An alliance.
A merger.
An heir.
A wedding is arranged.
An agreement sealed.
My future was negotiated without my consent.
Now I belong to a man who rules through fear, carries blood on his hands, and looks at me like I’m a transaction instead of a wife.
Saint doesn’t offer love.
He offers terms.
To him, I’m leverage.
A vessel.
A means to secure his empire.
The mistake?
He assumes I’ll lie still and play my part.
He assumes I’ll break.
But I was raised in this world.
I know how power moves.
I know how men like him think.
If I’m trapped in this marriage, I won’t survive it as a pawn.
I’ll learn his weaknesses.
I’ll use his desire.
I’ll turn his control into my advantage.
Because Saint Marini may think he owns the board—
But I’m about to change the rules.
And when this game is over, he won’t just want an heir.
He’ll want me.
