Nestore Romano was achingly beautiful. A cruel, dark prince who only smiled when he could break his broken princess. His birthright destined him to rule over his kingdom. His indisputable fate until my father betrayed his oath and locked him in a cage to torture and humiliate. It was the end of Nestore. It was his rebirth too. I witnessed both.

He hated my last name for everything my father had done to him and his family. But me…

…he hated me for the single act of running away.

Amelia was the light in my eternal darkness.

Until she wasn’t.

Until she betrayed me like every other Lamorgese. I wouldn’t let her escape. I couldn’t, not when she was the only anchor to something I’d lost. My last salvation.

She would become my wife—the unwilling princess at my side.

I never wanted to make her pay for the scars her father had left.

But I would make her pay for breaking my heart.