Devils Offer

el colder than it really was. Drops slic

s trembled, not from the chill but from the letter burning a hole in my p

arco family was once a powerful name in Sp

trayal that followed, everything came crashing do

ipped us of our legacy. Now, at twenty-three,

hop, barely scraping by to pay rent on my tiny

ival; it was about revenge.

s of glass and steel, radiating danger. Everything about t

Domai

le by the law. Rumors said his hands were stained with blood, but no one had ever proved it. I did

ble with silver accents, and the silence pressed down like a weight. I

all and broad-shouldered, dressed in a custom black

llness that felt almost unnatural. Everythi

ooth, laced with amusement. I swallowed hard.

lf staring into the cold, gray dep

for this meeting," he said. "Do

nd my voice wavered. I clenched my f

h one," h

prey. "You want access to files about your father.

defiantly. "I'm n

"You think you can handle the truth? That sweet little face o

said, my v

ht, Miss Marco. I'll give you the truth. I'll give

in confusi

ract marriage. Public, legal. For six months, you'll play the perfect bride. I'll provide prote

es with him

te," he said plainly. "

tness. He wasn't trying to woo

rely came easy, and I needed him. "Fine," I

going according to plan. "Good," he said. "The wedding is F

y r

. "Because that's