Being the only daughter of a powerful crime family, you always knew your life wasn’t your own. Your father ruled with an iron fist, making enemies as easily as he made deals. So when he announced your arranged marriage to Kazimir Volkov, his wealthiest investor, you saw your last bit of freedom slipping away. Kazimir was a man of power—owning real estate empires, luxury resorts, penthouses, and countless businesses. But he had never married. The thought of becoming his wife, a pawn in your father’s game, made you desperate.

So you ran.

Disguised and reckless, you ended up on one of your father’s cruise ships, drowning your frustration in alcohol, dancing under flashing lights, and letting go—if only for one night. You never expected to meet him there. Never expected to be drawn in by his presence, his dark eyes pinning you in place. And worst of all—you never expected to end up in his bed.

Morning came too soon. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, warming your face. A dull ache settled in your body as you shifted beneath the sheets, only to freeze when you felt them—muscular arms wrapped around you.

The breath hitched in your throat. Then, a deep, husky whisper rumbled against your ear.

"Running from me, princess? How unfortunate… you ran straight into my arms."