A month ago, my husband, Dominic Ashford, went missing. The police said he had disappeared, people mocked me, but I refused to believe them. Meanwhile, his family dreads me, they want everything from me, including my life and everything I’ve built.Then I saw my husband, or at least someone who looked exactly like him, behind a bar, living a life far from luxury. I made a risky, dangerous offer. Pretend to be my husband, and I’ll make him rich beyond imagination.He accepted. What begins as an act of necessity becomes something raw, intoxicating, and dangerously close to the truths I’ve buried about love, loyalty, and the man I married.What begins as an act turns into Something raw, a dangerous hunger, and as secrets unravel some never meant to see the light, I discover some truths about myself I kept buried. And for the first time, I began to question everything I thought I knew about Dominic…