The Viper Wife, Let Me Go

The upper crust of the city knew that Preston Pierce and I were childhood sweethearts turned bitter enemies.

He called me a viper, a woman who sacrificed his true love for the sake of profit.

I hated him for his cold heart. For twenty-five years, he only had eyes for Bianca.

But when a kidnapper came for my life, he was the one who threw himself in front of me.

Blood soaked through my silk dress.

He collapsed into my arms, clutching my hand with a grip that bruised. "I'm giving you my life.