"Sign the contract, or lose everything." I stared at the papers that would seal my fate—a three-year marriage to Julian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire they call the Ice King. My family didn't ask. They demanded. My father's company was drowning, my stepsister's engagement had exploded, and I was the replacement bride they could sacrifice. Just another transaction. Julian made it clear on our wedding day: "Don't expect affection. Don't expect companionship. Certainly don't expect love." He refused to kiss me at the altar. He gave me a bedroom down the hall and told me to stay out of his way. I was Mrs. Blackwood in name only—a contract, a convenience, a means to an end. I accepted it. I had survived twelve years of abuse in my own home. I could survive three years of indifference in his. But then Nate, Julian's best friend, showed me kindness, and suddenly my cold husband became possessive. When my sister attacked me, he became protective. Now the man who promised me nothing is fighting his own father to keep me. The marriage that was supposed to be fake is becoming terrifyingly real and the secrets about my mother's death are threatening to destroy everything. They said Julian Blackwood destroys everything he touches. What they didn't tell me... is that sometimes destruction is exactly what you need to be reborn. With a pregnancy involved, how was I going to end this three-year marriage peacefully?

Reyna Castillo built her life from scratch. New name, new city, new identity. Nobody in Austin knew she was Edmund Castillo's only daughter, one of the most powerful and private men in American finance. She wanted it that way. She chose a kitchen over a boardroom, a small restaurant over a dynasty, and a man with kind eyes over the empire waiting for her. That man turned out to be a fraud. When Reyna walks in on her husband Dave in bed with another woman, she doesn't scream. She takes three photos, calls her lawyer, and walks out. Cool. Calculated. Done. What Dave never knew was that Reyna had a lawyer on retainer for six months. What he really never knew was who he had actually married. Now the truth is coming for everyone. Luca Harrington has been watching Reyna from a distance for over a year, quietly piecing together a conspiracy that used her name, her bloodline, and her trust as the key to a hundred million dollar fraud. Dave wasn't a man who fell for the wrong woman. He was placed. And the person who placed him is still inside her father's organization. Edmund Castillo is on his way to Austin. He hasn't broken their agreement in four years. The fact that he's breaking it now means things are worse than Reyna knows. Between a father whose protection comes with strings, a husband who may know more than he's admitting, a man whose interest in her started before she knew his name, and an enemy moving fast to cover his tracks, Reyna has one choice. Step back into the world she ran from, or let it swallow everything she built without her. She didn't survive leaving that life to lose this one. She is Edmund Castillo's daughter. And it's time everyone remembered what that means.

"Sign them," I said, sliding the papers across the marble table. "I want out." Adrian didn't blink. His gray eyes, usually as cold as the empire he ruled, tracked my steady hands before settling on my face. "Is this about last night? Because Sarah means nothing—" "Sarah? Which Sarah?" I laughed, a bitter sound that tore at my throat. "The model from Milan? The secretary? Or the one you were with at the Ritz? For three years, I’ve been your perfect wife on paper and a stranger in your bed. I’m done." Nadia Hart gave billionaire CEO Adrian Caldwell three years of her life and got nothing back but lipstick stains, cold silence, and the scent of other women's perfume. Armed with devastating leverage, she demands her freedom and walks out, determined to reclaim her life. But her taste of freedom lasts less than twenty-four hours. By nightfall, her father is in the ICU after a targeted car crash, a shadowy stalker is sending photos of her every move, and the terrifying warning Adrian gave her becomes a brutal reality. The only reason she is still alive is because of the Caldwell name. Driven back into his orbit for her own survival, Nadia finds herself trapped in a high-stakes web of corporate espionage and family betrayal. Worse, she is forced back into Adrian’s bed—the only room in the luxury penthouse not bugged with hidden cameras. In the suffocating proximity of the master bedroom, the ice begins to melt. Adrian is done playing fair. He never filed the divorce papers, he’s tired of hiding behind meaningless affairs, and he’s ready to claim the wife he has secretly loved since their wedding day. But just as Nadia begins to surrender to the possessive hunger of the man beneath the frozen exterior, his sophisticated ex, Anna Whitmore, arrives in New York. Anna offers Adrian the one thing Nadia demands: a passionless, uncomplicated escape hatch where he doesn't have to break down his walls. With thirty days left until the divorce is final, Adrian is caught between the easy safety of his past and the terrifying, messy love of his present. Nadia spent three years as his obligation. She refuses to spend one more as his backup plan. He’ll have to risk everything to choose her completely or lose her forever.