Sofia Ricci had exactly one night to disappear before her father handed her over to the Morrison family like a peace offering. Marrying a stranger in a run-down Vegas chapel wasn’t a plan. It was a last resort born out of pure desperation, a legal loophole to make herself unavailable before dawn.
It worked. Her father’s arrangement collapsed the moment she came home wearing another man’s ring.
There was just one problem: she never got her new husband’s name.
Sofia assumed she’d never see him again. A convenient stranger, gone by morning, a signature on a marriage certificate that saved her life and nothing more. Instead, three weeks later, she walks into her first day at a new job, at a company she was lucky to be hired by, and finds her husband sitting behind the desk of the CEO she now answers to.
Except CEO isn’t the half of it.
Adrian Cassano doesn’t run a company. He runs the empire underneath it, the one every other family in the country answers to whether they admit it or not, and he has just discovered that the woman who married him for a legal favor is now sitting three doors down from his office every single day.
He could have the marriage erased. One call, and it disappears like it never happened.
He doesn’t make the call.
Sofia thought she’d escaped one dangerous man only to hand herself, unknowingly, to someone far more powerful and far more dangerous, a man who has just decided that an accidental wife might be worth becoming a very intentional husband. And in his world, nothing that belongs to Adrian Cassano is ever allowed to walk away twice.