The bride that never was
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.
Golden hour (18+)
IMOGEN'S POV
It was absolutely insane what I was doing. It wasn't like common sense had flown out of the window and I was struggling with every bone in my body to do what was right.
No. This was all me. It was why I came, wasn't it? To stop being me. To stop being a dutiful wife to a man who didn't regard me as one.
Coming here was no mistake. I orchestrated it and Isaac chose to dance to the number I was playing.
There was longing in his kiss. It wasn't just passionate. It was almost terrifying how raw it felt.
It was like kissing me wasn't enough. He wanted to possess me. Skin to skin. Bone to bone and oul to soul.
My hands found their way into his hair, tugging gently, as he groaned softly against my mouth. His hands roamed my back, tracing the curve of my spine. It felt like he was surprised at just how perfectly I fit against me.