Summary
From the very beginning, I knew our paths were doomed to intertwine. Elex Davenport, the celebrated second son and infamous rake of Arcanthis Royal Academy, appeared to personify the world’s deep-seated injustice. His life of ease and entitlement was the polar opposite of my own relentless fight to escape the grim circumstances of my upbringing. As Tilia Ambrose, I harbored only disdain for him. So it was a bitter irony of fate when I opened my eyes to discover myself lying beside that brilliantly loathsome rogue.