The rules were simple: Play the wife. Take the money. Walk away ruined.
Vera Bennett is a woman fueled by a singular, desperate goal: keeping her younger sister, Lily, safe. After they flee the neon-lit hell of Las Vegas, she believes they could finally start afresh.
But a sudden health crisis shatters the illusion, and Vera is forced to accept Silas Rutherford's proposal—New York’s formidable businessman widower and a notorious casanova. His offer is as cold as his heart.
A two-year marriage contract to save his corporate reputation, but leaves her ruined. Penniless and pregnant from a night of horror she cannot remember, by a man she never saw, Vera saw the marriage as a lifeline.
Their fragile peace shatters when a shadow from Vera’s past deals her a cruel stroke of revenge and Silas learns what she has been hiding.
“Your damn mistake cost me my wife and child!” he thundered.
The marriage takes a dark turn as desire curdles into a thirst for vengeance.
Now, the contract has changed.
The man who promised to protect her becomes her judge, jury, and executioner.
His new rule? Be his wife by day, and his bedwarmer by night.
But as the lines between hate and heat blur, Vera surrendered herself willingly.
Feelings begin to change and memories forged in the dark are beginning to creep in— Vera is not the only sinner in the Rutherford mansion. In the end, Vera realizes she's the victim of the very people she is fighting to protect.
It may be late when Silas realises two things: The real monster isn't the woman in his bed. The deepest stabs come from those who share your name.
Does the truth set them free, or bury them both?
