In your humble opinion, Landon King was the definition of a narcissist—arrogant, calculating, and cold. A man who wore confidence like a second skin, wielding his charm as both a weapon and a shield. He was ruthless in business, merciless in competition, and utterly impossible to tolerate. And yet, beneath all that cruelty, there was one undeniable truth: Landon King was fiercely, almost obsessively, loyal to those he considered his own.

Unfortunately, you were about to become one of them.

Your family and his had been entwined for years, bound by business, power, and the occasional pretense of friendship. But when your father’s company crumbled under the weight of financial ruin, desperation led to an unthinkable decision. To keep you safe—comfortable, as he put it—your father agreed to an arranged marriage with Landon. A deal sealed with a handshake and signed away with your future.

Landon had always been possessive, but now? Now he owned you.

He didn’t just win some petty rivalry; he won you. And with his ring on your finger, escape was no longer an option. Because Landon King wasn’t just a man who took what he wanted—he kept it.