She slid Gran’s emerald ring onto her finger like it was just jewelry.
She thought she could keep it professional — blueprints by day, distance by night.
I’m the Devereux heir who’s spent years trying to wash old blood off these walls.
Now the contract says she’s mine to protect, to break, to rebuild the empire with.
She fights me with every sharp word and stubborn sketch.
I live for the way her breath catches when I crowd her in the attic dust.
Late nights. Sweaty skin. Hands that were meant to restore walls learning how to ruin each other instead.
She keeps telling herself it’s temporary.
I already decided forever the second that diamond caught the light on her finger.
She thinks the ring is just a promise.
She doesn'''t realize that I’ve already cleared the calendar for the honeymoon…
…and the nursery.
Read on for forced-proximity legacy obsession, alpha Southern heir dominance, slow-burn heat, and a man who’ll burn down empires before he ever lets her go. HEA Guaranteed!
Genre: Romance
She thought she could keep it professional — blueprints by day, distance by night.
I’m the Devereux heir who’s spent years trying to wash old blood off these walls.
Now the contract says she’s mine to protect, to break, to rebuild the empire with.
She fights me with every sharp word and stubborn sketch.
I live for the way her breath catches when I crowd her in the attic dust.
Late nights. Sweaty skin. Hands that were meant to restore walls learning how to ruin each other instead.
She keeps telling herself it’s temporary.
I already decided forever the second that diamond caught the light on her finger.
She thinks the ring is just a promise.
She doesn'''t realize that I’ve already cleared the calendar for the honeymoon…
…and the nursery.
Read on for forced-proximity legacy obsession, alpha Southern heir dominance, slow-burn heat, and a man who’ll burn down empires before he ever lets her go. HEA Guaranteed!
Genre: Romance