Salt in the Wound - Sierra Simone

\nThe first time I meet the devil, he knows my name.\n \n \n\n \nThe second time I meet him, the truth becomes clear: Mark Trevena is to be my husband.\n \n \n\n \nNo matter that we don't know each other. No matter that he's older than me; shameless and sinful; the owner of a secret club where the powerful come to play. My father has spoken, and I'll be the devil's bride the minute I graduate from college.\n \n \n\n \nExcept my future husband has one condition for this arranged marriage: we have to pretend it's real. \n \n \n\n \nHe'll teach me, he says. How to pretend to be his in pain and pleasure both. How to pretend to arch and writhe under his touch. But his lessons are teaching me something else entirely...\n \n \n\n \n...that Mark Trevena wants me in a way that's not pretend at all. \n \n \n\n \nAnd no matter how I might fight it, the devil will have his due.\n