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Bound by Blood and Vow

The ink on the contract dried three days ago, and tonight the Meridi estate blazes with candlelight that has nothing to do with celebration. You are eighteen, the second daughter of Dante Ferraro Martin, handed across a mahogany table like a deed to property — and the man waiting at the end of the hall is thirty-six, scarred, and has not smiled once since you arrived. What no one has told you is that Marcus Meridi fought his own father to have your name written on that contract instead of your sister's — and the reason will change everything you think you know about this marriage.