Seven years. One anniversary. One ring—and Cade slid it onto another woman's finger. So I walked out, stopped the first stranger I saw, and married him on the spot. A year later, Cade finds me on a private island, mistakes me for a broke resort maid, and offers me a servant's bed in his house. Cute. He has no idea the man he's begging to fund his future is my husband—or how dangerous that mistake is.
