Atticus Dupont is my stalker. My savior. He wants to keep me to himself. Prince August saved my life. Just as I started to trust him, I was yanked from his arms and thrown into the deadly underbelly of the criminal kingdom. Atticus is my only ally in this place, and he revels in knowing that I must rely on him if I want to survive—if I want to get back to my husband. Atticus is dangerous, and I don’t trust him. I despise him. I ache for him. But the playboy billionaire has demons of his own. Somehow, I started to fall for him. And I can’t leave now. Mighty is the sword. Violent, are the crown’s enemies.