Chapter 3

"What do I owe you?" I asked as I turned around, locking eyes with him.

There was a storm of darkness in his eyes, something I couldn't read, like he was about to devour me whole.

"You owe me a wife's duty," Samuel said, his lips curling into a dangerous, almost cruel smile.

He was so close, I could see every one of his long lashes, and the faint red streaks in his eyes.

The icy scent of cedar on him hit me hard, making me dizzy.

"Samuel, this is a marriage of convenience," I reminded him. "The agreement was…