He's the beast I can't escape. I'm the prisoner he's determined to claim. Emery Six-two, sinfully gorgeous, with royal lineage, and a cliffside castle. What's not to like? Exactly the problem, until I convince myself the cold, unreadable man my father insists I marry is gay. That's why I agree to the business merger. I swore I'd never marry for love. I've seen how it ruins women in arranged marriages. My mother included. Lachlan might look like a sexy villain ripped from a romance novel, but I'm safe from falling for him. He's not even into me. I can open my dream bookstore, live on my terms, and play wife only when necessary. Until our wedding day when he kisses me like he owns me-stealing my breath and my sanity. Now the chemistry between us is undeniable, but I refuse to fall for his seductive, controlling ways. Lachlan Emery has no idea what I'm really after. Two goals brought me to the altar. Both personal. Both inevitable. Take her father's company to end a centuries-old feud. Claim the golden princess with the tempting mouth and defiant pride. She thinks she can keep her distance. She has no idea what she signed up for, or how far I'll go to claim what's mine.