He broke my heart.
He saved my life.
Now I’m married to him—and someone wants me dead.
I didn’t plan on running through the city in a torn wedding dress.
I didn’t plan on the bullets, the lies, or discovering my father’s “accident” wasn’t an accident at all.
And I definitely didn’t plan on Jude Mercer.
My ex.
My bodyguard.
My convenient husband—on paper only.
Jude says he left to protect me.
I say he’s a liar with devastating arms and a gaze that still steals my breath.
