MADE FOR THE DON BROTHERS: ONE'S TOY, THE OTHER'S OBSESSION
She was never offered a choice. She was offered as payment.
Amarah Monroe was born to inherit an empire, but the world only ever saw her as a mistake. After her father's death, her stepmother erased her from the family and left her serving tables while the Monroes lived off her legacy.
Then her stepsister publicly rejects Alistair Kensington, the Don who never forgives an insult, and the Monroe company has three days left to live. To save it, Amarah is handed over as payment. For three years, she belongs to him in every way that matters. She is his maid, his bed warmer, his toy. She hates him a little more every sunrise, and her body betrays her every night.
One year in, the brother Alistair buried walks back from the dead.
Leonard Kensington returns with blood on his mind and revenge as his only god. He offers Amarah a way out: a contract marriage with a one year exit clause. What she doesn't know is that she is the blade he plans to use to cut his brother down. She says yes, believing love has no place in it. But somewhere between the danger and the nights they were never meant to want, the weapon becomes a weakness.
When the truth of who Amarah really is breaks open, every gun in the underworld turns toward her. An uncle with a hidden hand is pulling every string. A woman who once saved Leonard's life wants him back for her daughter, and she will burn anyone who stands in the way.
Amarah was traded away once. Now two brothers want her, and everyone else wants her dead. When the empire is finally at her feet, will she be the one who rules it, or the one who pays for it?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 13: THE LOCK ON MY DOOR—pt2When I woke up, the room was dark. And for a few seconds, I did not recognise the ceiling above me. Then I remembered the chapel, the wedding; Leonard's key, and the bolt on my door.I had slept through the day. My body felt heavy; and my mouth was dry. I sat up slowly, trying to work out how long I had been asleep.Then I heard the three soft taps coming from the door.“It's only me, child,” Marta called from the other side.I got out of bed and checked the bolt before opening it. Marta stood outside my door with a tray. A bowl of soup sat beside a piece of bread and a cup of tea.“Look at you,” she said. “You slept like the dead.”“That's one way to put it.” I allowed a smile to touch my lip. And Marta gave me a strange look, then entered when I stepped aside.“This is the smallest room on the floor,” she said, placing the tray on the table. “You could have chosen the bigger one.”“I like this one.”“Because of the lock?”I glanced at the door. “Yes.”Marta followed my gaze. For a m
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Chapter: CHAPTER 12: THE LOCK ON MY DOOR“What did he mean by one short?” I asked. But Leonard did not answer. I slowly took a deep breath in an effort to calm myself.And I watched him walk out of the chapel into the pale morning light; leaving me to follow him. Outside, Kevin’s twelve men stood in a line near the cars, their faces tired but alert.Leonard stopped in front of them, “Count them.” he murmured.Kevin looked at him. “What?”“Your men. Count them.”Kevin did not question him again. He moved down the line, counting each man before returning to us.“Twelve. Same number we brought.”Leonard nodded once. “Then he didn’t mean these.”I stepped closer. “What did he mean, then?” I asked again.“I don’t know.” He said it so calmly that I almost believed him.“Your brother threatens to leave you one person short, and you don’t know what he means?”Leonard turned to look at me, his voice low. “My brother can mean anything, Amarah. I'm just taking precautions. I think he wants us to count the people we would miss.”The wor
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Chapter: CHAPTER 11: A WEDDING WITHOUT FLOWERS"Surrounded?" Kevin asked. "By whom?""All of them." Marco was still bent over, one hand gripping the end of a pew. "Six cars are at the bottom of the hill. Two across the road, the rest in the grass. I counted thirty men before I ran.""Did they see you?""They saw me. Alistair saw me."Marco finally raised his head. His face was grey. "He let me go. He said the priest and the captains could pass. Nobody else.""Why would he let them pass and forbid his own men from coming up?" I asked."Because he thinks the law is on his side," Leonard said.He crossed to the window and pulled the curtain back an inch. Far below, small red lights glowed in the darkness. Engines idled along the road."Even if he stands before nine captains and swears this must be done, he cannot stop the vow without being the one who breaks the law. If he interferes before sunrise, he risks losing the very claim he's trying to protect.""So he's going to let it happen?" I asked, though I was not sure I wanted to hea
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10: THE MAN WHO KNEW MY FATHER"Where are we going?""To the chapel."Leonard gripped the steering wheel with both hands. The road out of the city was empty and wet, and the last streetlights soon disappeared behind us."The old law says the vow must be spoken in a family chapel. We only have one left. It's on the burial ground, where my father lies.""Then Alistair knows exactly where we'll be?""He knows the law. So he knows where we'll be.""And what if we don't say the vow there? What will happen?""They'll say the vow wasn't spoken properly. They'll refuse to recognize it and continue supporting whatever claim Alistair has made. That's how the law has always worked."He glanced at me. "My people are already there. They've been waiting a long time.""Who?""The ones who never stopped looking for me.""Are they safe?" I asked, biting my lower lip."They're the people I trust most."I sighed and pulled my coat tighter around me. My hands had not stopped shaking since we left the great hall…so I tucked them beneat
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9: THE CAPTAINS' TABLE—pt2“We will not discuss anything tomorrow,” Alistair repeated, refusing to acknowledge the mixed emotions in the eyes fixed on him.He stepped away from his chair and walked around the table."We will discuss it tonight."Stephen's expression tightened. "Alistair, my boy, it is late.""Then it will not take long."Alistair stopped with both hands flat on the polished wood. His eyes moved around the table before settling on Leonard.“Gentlemen, I accept that he is who he claims to be. I accept it because the evidence leaves me little room to argue.”He paused briefly, allowing his words to settle.“But there is another matter that cannot wait until morning.”The old captain’s gaze sharpened.“Speak.”Alistair turned his attention to Leonard.“My brother has returned to this house with a woman he calls his future wife.”He looked at me. His gaze was so steady that I felt as though a hand had closed around my throat.“Until a few hours ago, she was under my claim. I have burned the paper th
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8: THE CAPTAINS' TABLE"He sent them before I walked in?"Leonard asked quietly, both hands resting on the wheel, his eyes fixed on the gate where Marco had disappeared. The slip of paper Marco had given me lay open on my knee. Nine names were written on it in a shaky hand. Stephen's was at the top."That is what Marco says." I kept my voice low, although no one could hear us. "Stephen sent the invitations an hour before you entered the dining room.""Marco is a nervous man.""But he carried the message himself."Leonard's jaw tightened slightly. "Then Stephen sent them after the box arrived."He turned his head to look at me."A ring in a black box. A note from a dead man. If something like that landed on your doorstep, would you sit and wait for the sun to rise? Or would you gather the people you trusted?""I would not gather nine captains at midnight to vote on a ghost.""Stephen would." Leonard looked back at the gate. "He has always called the family together whenever the family trembles. It is his gif
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