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They call you the Black Widow of London. At nineteen, you’re left with a dead husband, a crumbling estate, and a single year to remarry before losing everything. Society whispers that you murdered the Earl. Suitors want your fortune. Someone wants you dead. The only man willing to stand beside you is the cold, scarred Marquess who swore he’d never marry. A marriage of convenience was meant to save your name—not steal your heart. But as anonymous threats grow deadlier and long-buried secrets begin to surface, one thing becomes terrifyingly clear… Your late husband didn’t leave you an inheritance. He left you a target.
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