Book excerpt: I was meant to be his. My choice, my opinion didn’t matter – my father’s did. And I needed to escape my gloomy fate before Artem put the ring on my wedding finger. I couldn’t deny that he hit all the right buttons, though. Tall, Russian, grey eyes and a resilience unfound in another man… He was choosing my marriage dress when all hell broke loose in his hideout. I set it on fire and I didn’t regret it. I was an adult and I could make my own decisions. It didn’t matter that he was quite the eye-candy and my type – I wasn’t going to marry a man with a heart of stone. And I had just one chance to make that happen… After subjugating myself to the O’Sullivan – my fiancé’s rivals – I knew that he was going to come claim me back with blazing eyes. Despite knowing that I cried every night, he was unrelenting in locking my life to his…