Lorenzo Macera I must marry before I take over the family from my father. Without ever seeing her. Without ever hearing her voice. She will be mine. I expected so much different from what I got. Never did I think I’d marry a woman who planned to kill me. Who promised to do so even after saying I do. She looked at me with those stunning silver eyes and promised me so. But it doesn’t matter. She’s mine now. Whether she likes it or not.