When her meticulously crafted marriage to Elijah Rossi shatters on her wedding night with a brutal revelation: "There is no us, Imogen. There never was." Imogen is abandoned by her husband and further faces an even crueler twist when her husband refuses a divorce. With the arrival of Isaac Rossi, Elijah's revenge-driven half brother, Imogen strikes a clandestine deal with her brother-in-law to navigate a dangerous game of deceit, seeking to outmaneuver her indifferent husband. As loyalties are tested, Imogen must decide which brother is right for her. The one she was made for or the one she burns for.
IMOGEN'S POV
I lay on the bed for hours, motionless, my mind a blank canvas. The soft creak of the door barely registered as Elijah crept in, his voice a whisper in the stillness.
"Imogen?"
I didn't answer, hoping he'd leave. His footsteps retreated, and I almost let out a sigh of relief. But something stopped me.
"If you're going to strip me of the right to be alone in my room," I said, my voice flat, "the least you could do is make the bed less bare."
There was a pause, heavy with hesitation. Then, the rustle of clothing. I didn't turn to look, but I could picture Elijah undressing, stripping down to his boxers. The mattress dipped as he slid in beside me.
We lay there, back to back, a chasm of unspoken words between us. I could feel the heat of his body, so close yet impossibly far.
"I'll fix this," Elijah murmured, his voice muffled by the pillow.