The Billionaire's Divorce Bargain: Dangerous Desire

“ You want out , Emilia ? One million dollars . Until then , you ’ re mine . ”
That was Damien Vale’s answer when I asked for divorce—one million, delivered with the same ruthless calm he used to close every deal.
I should have expected nothing less. I was never his choice—Bianca was, my flawless sister who abandoned him at the altar and left me to stand in her place. I wore her dress, carried her name, lived three years as a ghost in his house, silent, invisible, a wife in title only.
But the woman he thought he could keep is not the one standing before him now. I built my own empire, I carved out a fortune and a name he cannot erase, and I swore I would never love him again. Yet Damien Vale has never been a man who accepts the word no, and the night he pulled me out of danger, the heat of his mouth against mine and the unyielding strength of his chest shattered every line I had drawn between us.
I swore I was done, that I was free, yet the moment his arms close around me the illusion shatters, because freedom tastes hollow when his kiss sets fire to my veins, and I know with terrifying clarity that resisting Damien Vale could break me—but surrendering to him might consume me whole.