I agreed to marry a man without arms to pay my mother’s hospital bills—but one night I woke up to a terrifying truth that made me question everything I thought I knew about him.

Doña Rosario’s eldest son. Horrified, I looked down and saw Mateo on the floor, writhing, a dirty cloth stuffed in his mouth, helpless and restrained. I wanted to scream with all my strength, but Mauricio’s hand covered my mouth as he smiled in a twisted way. I could not believe what was about to happen…

PART 2

I bit Mauricio’s hand so hard that I could continue reading …