Nestore Romano was achingly beautiful. A cruel, dark prince who only smiled when he could break his broken princess. He was destined to rule over his kingdom. It was his birthright. His indisputable fate until my father betrayed his oath and locked him into a cage to torture and humiliate. It was the end of Nestore. It was his rebirth too. I witnessed both. He hated my last name for everything my father had done to him and his family. But me... ...me he hated for a single act-running away. Amelia was the light in my eternal darkness. Until she wasn't. Until she betrayed me like every other Lamorgese. I wouldn't let her escape. I couldn't, not when she was the only anchor to something I'd lost. My last salvation. She would become my wife. The unwilling princess at my side. I never wanted to make her pay for the scars that her father had left. No, I would make her pay for breaking my heart.