He married me to break me.* *I refused.* Lord Edmund Vale thinks he owns me. He tells me what to wear, when to talk, who to be. He wants my pride on the floor. But I was raised not to bow. So when he parades me in front of his guests in a dress meant to humiliate me, he doesn’t get tears. He gets a queen. Now he’s angry. His friend Thomas can’t stop looking. And I’m just getting started. This is not romance. This is war. And untamed women don’t kneel. *For fans of cold male leads, strong female leads, and arranged marriage gone wrong.*