When her family鈥檚 finances begin to crumble beneath the weight of gambling debts and dwindling fortunes, Y/N learns that her future has already been decided. To preserve both houses, she is to marry the notoriously cold Viscount Alistair Montgomery 鈥攁 man known throughout the ton for his sharp tongue, impossible standards, and complete disinterest in love. Their first meeting ends in disaster, their second in scandal, and by the third they have become the subject of every whispered conversation in Mayfair. Bound together by a contract neither desires, Y/N and Alistair enter society as husband and wife in all but name, waging a private war behind closed doors while maintaining perfect smiles beneath the chandeliers. But as the season progresses, enemies become confidants, resentment becomes longing, and stolen glances begin to feel far more dangerous than any scandal. Because falling in love was never part of the arrangement. And in a society where duty reigns above all else, loving one another may prove the most reckless act either of them has ever committed.
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