“For five years, Nora Vance's marriage to billionaire CEO Julian Sinclair existed solely on paper, sustained by a monthly wire transfer and an unbreakable rule of total anonymity. As a purser for his airline, she was perfectly content being a ghost in his life. That fragile peace shattered the day she caught him emerging from an airport restroom with a disheveled socialite. Instead of ignoring her, Julian grabbed her wrist in front of her entire crew, dragged her into the very same restroom, and punished her with a brutal, claiming kiss. Her quiet life was instantly destroyed. He forced a massive diamond ring back onto her finger and dragged her to his family's sprawling estate, throwing her to the wolves. At the dinner table, his mother openly humiliated her, while Julian merely used her as a shield to deflect his father's demands for an heir. When her abusive stepfather called to extort her, Julian intercepted the phone. But instead of helping her, he cornered her on the dark terrace, his eyes filled with absolute contempt, accusing her of conspiring to siphon his family's wealth. Nora's heart turned to ice. For five years, he hadn't cared if she lived or died. Why was he suddenly dragging her into the light, changing the rules without warning, and treating her with such possessive cruelty? "Starting tomorrow, you're moving back into the estate. Remember your place." Looking at the ruthless man who held all the power, Nora stopped fighting and smiled a bitter, brittle smile. If he was determined to brand her as a grasping gold-digger, then starting tomorrow, she would show him exactly how expensive playing his wife could be.”