Bound To The Reckless Heir

Summary

The first night I moved into the Garrison estate, I woke up in a daze, my vision blurred by sleep, only to find myself staring directly into a pair of smoldering eyes. A man was looming over me, his chest bare, his expression lethal.

He grabbed my wrist, his grip like iron. "Who the hell are you? And what are you doing in my bed?"

My heart hammered against my ribs. I could barely get the words out. "I... I’m your wife."

The man stared at me, dead silent. "..."