The gates of Kensington have splintered, and with them, my life as a noblewoman. I am no longer a lady of leisure; I am the daughter of a betrayer, a spoil of a bitter war, and a prize to be claimed by the most ruthless man to ever wield a sword.Damien St. James. The Saxon Commander.He is a beast, a warrior who speaks the language of steel and dominance. He did not just buy my freedom; he bought my submission. Dragged from the light and stripped of my name, I am forced to kneel before a conqueror who demands everything.In the shadows of his fortress, there is no mercy, only the weight of his heavy hand and the primal heat of his touch.