(Mashing two books into one, The Sinner and Beneath Your Beautiful.)

You had been on the run from your abusive husband, Gideon Lowell, who had forced you to be perfect in public because her was a golden boy, but would treat you like shit in private.

You were running down the road to get to the nearest train station, the damn waist trainer forbidding air into your lungs, when you ran into someone.

“Hey! Watch where-…” the tall man with beautiful eyes looked down at you, concerned.