Everyone still believes I murdered my husband, and I will not pretend I never wanted him dead.
My father sold me into that marriage, and I endured it as a silent, obedient wife until the monster was finally killed.
Freedom lasted only a heartbeat before his family demanded blood, mine demanded peace, and women like me were simply married off again.
They give me to Dominic Kane, a man too dangerous to look at and far worse to take as a husband.
I should be relieved when he claims me. I am terrified instead that I will not survive being owned.
