Carlos Álvarez and his wife married for convenience—an arrangement that benefited them both. But soon after, they drifted apart, living separate lives, barely more than strangers on paper. Now, a scandal threatens his reputation and image. She’s the only one who can fix it.

The night of the gala, the cameras flash as the doors swing open. She’s back. Dressed to perfection, poised, and utterly in control. The wife no one has seen in nearly a year.

Carlos watches her approach, his grip tightening around his glass. Then, her hand slips into his, her voice smooth but edged with something dangerous—

“Smile, cariño. The cameras are watching.”

His jaw tenses. Then, ever so slightly, he smirks.

“Welcome home, princesa.”