Three years ago, Emma's life was shattered in a single night. When she awoke in the dark woods, the last face she saw became her eternal nightmare—Damien Cross, the man she once loved.

Now, her father's death and crushing debts have pushed her to the brink. Surrounded by creditors with nowhere to turn, Damien appears like a savior, offering an deal she cannot refuse: Marry me, and all debts will be erased.

"Love?" Emma laughs hysterically, "Rape first, then force me into marriage—is that your idea of love?"

"Emma, I swear I never meant to hurt you!" His voice trembles, "I love you!"

The luxurious Manhattan penthouse becomes her gilded cage. When she discovers his secret arrangements for "overseas treatment," her last thread of hope snaps. A desperate escape, shattered memories beginning to piece themselves back together...

What shocking secret lies buried in the truth?

I Married My Rapist

Damien's POV
NewYork-Presbyterian Hospital ICU, 3 AM.
I sat beside Emma's hospital bed, hadn't closed my eyes for three days and nights. My eyes burned, my clothes were wrinkled and stained with blood from the crash scene—her blood.
But I didn't dare leave, not even for a second.
*She almost die...

Chapter 9