A Taste for Ruin

She feared the dark and fled from it. He ruled the dark and made his home in it. Gianna: I've spent my whole life under the spotlight, keeping up the facade of the perfect Vale Duchess while looking away from the dark, twisted world of the wicked. No one ever saw past me... except him. Lucian Voss, the very picture of moral gray; a brilliant criminal lawyer and agent. He was magnetic, lethal, and a sly manipulator hidden inside expensive tailored suits, performing as an ethical, calculating attorney. Anyone who knew him knew the danger in a man such as Lucian. I didn't. He was an enigma I couldn't solve, a message I couldn't decipher, a mystery I couldn't untangle, the oblivion I pursued. I knew from the instant I met him that we were meant for animosity, meant to keep our distance. But our bickering and fate had different plans. I never imagined getting pulled into the dark underworld of corruption and billionaires; I never imagined I'd need saving, but above all, I never imagined Lucian would be the one to save me, much less marry me. Lucian: All my life, I've existed in the dark, twisted world of corruption, danger, and treachery. Most people understood the life that came with me. The murders, the money, the brutality. Most people... except her. Gianna Amaira Vale had been the bane of my existence since the moment I met her. She was chaos made flesh, someone who made me feel far too much, someone I couldn't scrub from my mind after one night together. She could reduce me to ruins if she wanted. From the moment we met, I knew Gianna was more dangerous than any bullet or any blade to my chest; she was far worse than any narcotic. I knew that getting too close would make her the fire that consumed me. The oblivion I'd crave. But once she became the key to every secret I'd devoted my life to untangling, I knew what had to be done. I never expected to be drawn toward her once more. She was too luminous, too passionate... still untouched. Until she became my wife.