I hate him with every fiber of my being.
The only reason I haven't killed him or tried to run away is because of the promise I made. I sold myself to save someone I loved...and this is the price I have to pay.
I was sitting alone in a bar when the most handsome man walked inside. Striking blue eyes, cheekbones as sharp as glass, and a muscular body fit for a war. He was gorgeous. I couldn't take my eyes off him. When he bought me a drink, I didn't say no. I'd been unfulfilled for so long, and I wanted a real man for the night. My husband had his affairs so why couldn't I?
I noticed the peculiar ring on his right hand, a diamond carved into a skull. If only I'd known what that meant, I would have known who this man was.
The Skull King.
A man more cruel and ruthless than my own husband.
He doesn't need to say it back. I know how he feels.
Even if he doesn't have the balls to admit it.
Our daughter will be here soon, and our lives will change forever.
Will Cato let go of the past? Let go of the promise he made to execute me?
Or should I have never come back?