Her sister's careless mistake not only lands her a one night stand with a stranger but a marriage deal with the most feared mafia don of the East coast. Now he wants her to carry his child. The problems was, something was off. Sometimes, he was cold and distant, other times he seemed to enjoy teasing her until she snapped at him. Is she losing her mind or could the man she had slept with and the man she married be two completely different people?

The life she'd worked so hard to build crashed overnight. Humilated by her boyfriend of five years and childhood bestfriend, she was forced to move to a small town. All she wanted was peace and some sanity but Old Rockies had a different plan, a dangerous plan that involued a biker who seems obsessed with her. How did she know that? Well, he has a floor to ceiling portrait of her handing on the wall of his bedroom! Who is this man and why is he everything dangerous?

"This was an agreement between our grandparents, and we can try to make this work for a year, and that's it. My relationship with Athena is none of your business. She's the one I want."“Until then, we keep up a good appearance.” “I was thinking the same thing. I hope you will not be expecting any wifely duties from me either. We don't have to live under the same roof, too. That would make me feel uncomfortable.”"What?" He asked in disbelief."It wouldn't be right to bring my male friends into our matrimonial home, don't you agree?” Vivian said as she headed for the door.He grabs her hands and pins her body against the wall, her hands above her head.."What did you say?” “You hear me right, Mr Oscar.” You're my wife, and no other man has the right to your body except me. Do you understand that?” Unfortunately,I get to decide who owns my body, and it's definitely not you.” She pulls away from his grip, glaring at him.

"W... what are you doing? I...I didn't mean to.. " she stammered as he leaned closer, placing his hand on the wall just beside her head. He glared down at her. " What are you doing in my apartment?" he asked staring down at her and then at the broken flower vase on the floor. It was back behind the door. Fixed. "I already fixed it," she said quietly. "Because you can change the past doesn't take away the fact that you did it in the first place..." He wanted a quiet life. A fresh start. But with this nosey girl next door....... Would that ever happen?