I'm worth more than a purchase price on a crumpled betrothal contract. And I'm going to prove it.
My new husband has paid the princely sum of twenty thousand pounds for a well-bred broodmare. I can't decide whether to be insulted or astonished.
He expects docility and submission. He wants a doll; pretty and silent, and above all, obedient. When he brings his lover to share our home and marriage bed, I am both entranced and horrified. She and my husband tangle me in a spell of passion and pleasure, and I am helpless to resist their depraved whims.
Her name is Angeline. I call her Mistress.
When the dark enchantment is broken, I learn what Angeline truly seeks and I remember who I am. Not a pet or concubine, but a woman who will fight to protect her family.