Angel Castillo is the devil.
Cold-blooded, vicious and ruthless.
I don't want anything to do with his brutal world.
A world where he reigns as king and to disobey him means death.
But now I don't have a choice.
His offer is as cold as his heart: become his wife or die.
I try to escape, but his claws are buried deep now.
There is no way out.
I hate him for trapping me in this golden prison.
Everywhere I go, he's there.
Watching.
Waiting.
So why do I find myself thinking only of him?
Craving his touch on my skin?
He's the only person who has ever truly seen me.
I should stop this, but Angel will never let me go now.
I know I'm not meant to want it.
To dream of his sinful touch.
This devil will ruin me.
And I want to be ruined.
