Reminders were for traitors. My father used to whisper that in my ear when I was young, while the still smoking gun dangled at his side. I understood the rules, and what was expected of me, even as my mother made the deal. I had absolute freedom to do as I pleased, as long as I obeyed: Return to his home at twenty-one, do not make him come looking...and do not jeopardize my impending union with Markos Marino. Now, months away from my twenty-first birthday, and I'm not only running out of time and creative ways to avoid my upcoming marriage, but I also have a bit of a situation that I can't exactly hide. It's one to surely come with a reminder...because in this, I haven't been loyal...and I most certainly haven't followed the rules. *This is Book 2 in the Rake Forge University Series*