The man I love traded his life for mine. The man who took him is my own father.
So now I sit in my husband's chair. His men answer to me. His enemies come to me. And every one of them believes a girl who used to dance for a living can't hold a city.
Let them believe it.
I'm carrying his child. I'm counting the days. And I will bring him home if I have to tear the desert apart one stone at a time.
I'm done being anyone's.
FRANCESCO
I'm chained to a wall in the middle of nowhere, and the only sound for miles is the wind.
He thinks he can break me. He thinks she'll sign away everything we own to buy me back.
He doesn't know her.
She doesn't bargain. She comes through the door.
And when I walk out of here, I'm going to get down on my knees and ask her the one thing I never asked her properly.
This time, in the light.
This is the third book in The Velvet and Gold Series. Reading order:
Dance, Little Sinner.
Bleed, Little Sinner.
Kneel, Little Sinner.