(L.O.R.D.S. #3)
Upon completing his education at Barrington University, an exclusive institution for the affluent, a Lord is obligated to marry. A Lady’s role is to assist him in assimilating into a world oblivious to his clandestine society. The Lord lacks the privilege of selecting his life partner, adhering to a predetermined arrangement. However, exceptions to this rule do exist, and fate has decreed that I am that exception.
I MAKE A VOW. YOU MAKE A VOW. WE MAKE A VOW.
My destiny was bound to wed a Lord chosen by my parents. Despite wealth, certain aspects of life remain elusive, and freedom has been a distant dream. My stringent parents orchestrated a monotonous existence within a mansion resembling a fortress.
Yet, on my wedding day, I found myself handed over to another man—an even more relentless Lord despised by my family.
Tyson Riley Crawford sought me solely for revenge, deeming me nothing more than a debt to settle. My opinion was irrelevant, and as I uttered my vows in front of the assembly, I was aware I would defy them, consequences be damned.
Regrettably, I underestimated my husband, failing to realize his determination to exact punishment surpassed my resolve to escape. He intends to force me to swallow the very words that bound me to him.
Nevertheless, even he couldn’t foresee the twists of our future. Ultimately, we are mere pawns in a game where victory eludes us all unless one is prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice — a sacrifice that, even then, might not prove sufficient.
