The contract said thirty days. No love. No touching. I signed because my father was in debt. He signed because his mother's will needed a wife who loves books more than bags. £8M was the deal. Hands were shook. Deal was signed. Alessandro Rossi. The cold Heir of Palazzo Rossi. He didn't know how to touch a woman without hurting her. He didn't know how to read a book without his father watching. Little did I know, he had already paid my debts before I said yes. So when I said yes - it was my choice. Freely, not because of pressure. I thought I was walking into a palace for 30 days. I didn't know that the palace held so many secrets that led to the destruction of one great empire. He bought a wife. He got a family. She wanted to save a bookstore, she saved a dead woman's last wish with it. In the process, destroyed the greatest empire in Italy.