My fiancé was supposed to say I do. Instead, he played a video accusing me of stealing five million dollars, announced that my stepsister was carrying his baby, and ordered security to drag me from my own wedding. Then Roman Blackwood—the ruthless billionaire who had just purchased my family's debt—walked down the aisle. He offered me one way out: marry him before the police arrived. Roman needs a wife to secure control of his empire. I need his money, his lawyers, and access to the records that can prove my family framed me. Our marriage is supposed to be a cold business arrangement with separate bedrooms and no emotional mistakes. There is only one problem. Six weeks ago, I spent one unforgettable masked night with a stranger. Now I am pregnant—and the way Roman touches me feels terrifyingly familiar. My husband may be the father of my child. He may also be the man who destroyed my family.