“I’m divorcing you, Camila,” my husband says, and cold spreads through my chest.
“Why? Imran, we made a deal. Marriage and a child—instead of a blood feud.”
“You’re infertile. So much time has passed, but there’s no heir. This union is no longer needed by me. Divorce.”
“I’m expecting a child!” The lie bursts out of me, and my husband narrows his eyes suspiciously.
“If you deceive me—say goodbye to your loved ones. I’ll cancel our agreement and take your relatives’ lives in exchange for my brother’s life.”
To save her family, I became the wife of the most dangerous man in the Caucasus. He agreed to the marriage to end the feud between our families and stop the blood revenge. The only condition was that I give him an heir—which I still couldn’t give him. Now my deception is the only chance to keep peace, but the price of a mistake will be terrifying.