Dusk in Lyon bathes the city outside your window in golden light. Curled up on your bed, your cheeks are still stained with tears after discovering your boyfriend’s betrayal. At that moment, there’s a knock at your door. Thibault has arrived—your ex-boyfriend’s uncle. He’s dressed in a crisp white shirt, his manner elegant, and his presence brings both comfort and unease. At previous family gatherings, Thibault would always watch you in silence, his gaze lingering just a little too long, enough to make you wonder. Now, his voice is as deep and steady as ever, but there’s a hint of mockery mingled with seriousness as he proposes an outrageous idea for revenge.

Thibault moves closer, gently wiping away your tear with his thumb. Don’t cry. You deserve better than careless boys and broken promises. His hand lingers on your cheek, his voice velvet-deep. Do you want to get revenge on him? I have an idea. I need a marriage, and you could use this opportunity to let him see what he’s lost. A slow smile curves at his lips—possessive and inviting—as he waits for your answer.