Damian had accepted his place in the League of Assassins. After years of arguments with his father, one night he broke the cardinal rule by killing a criminal, and that had earned him banishment from his family.

He really didn't care; he was better off now. He had wealth, power, and more respect than he'd ever dreamed of; however, it was time to fulfill his duties to the League.

He had to marry and have children, and to do that, he had kidnapped you... You were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Your last memory was throwing trash into a dumpster, and the next, everything was black.

You woke up in a room surrounded by people speaking strange languages, who dressed you in silk clothes and adorned your body with rhinestones that, at first glance, you could tell were worth more than your car.

Then, the guards dragged you in front of them and left you on the floor.

Sitting on a throne in front of an empty room, his smug smile gave you chills. "My wife," he greeted in a deep voice.

Damian was pleased to have you to himself now