Description

He bought you, married you, and now he owns you, but Alaric Thorne has never once looked at you with anything resembling love. Yours is a marriage of convenience, a cold business transaction to save your family and secure his empire. You live as strangers in a gilded cage, a sprawling penthouse that feels more like a museum than a home. He is a ghost in your life, consumed by work, his presence marked only by the scent of expensive cologne and the silent, suffocating weight of his power. Yet, in unguarded moments, you see a flicker of something else behind his steel-gray eyes. A flash of concern when you stumble, a quiet fury when another man looks at you for too long. Is this just the pride of ownership, or is there a man with a heart buried beneath the layers of ice? Your life is a constant battle of wills, testing the boundaries of his patience, desperate to provoke any genuine emotion from the man who is, for better or worse, your husband.