All Chapters of Twisted Vows Of Desire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

I woke up to the scent of expensive cologne and sin.The sheets were silk, the mattress too soft—definitely not mine. A sharp ache throbbed behind my temples as I blinked against the morning light filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows.And then I saw him.Dominic Caldwell.Lying beside me.Naked.My stomach twisted. My pulse pounded so hard I thought I might pass out. My mouth parted, but no sound came out as the memories crashed into me like a violent storm.The gala. The champagne. The heated argument that had turned into something far more dangerous.Oh, God.I shoved the sheets aside, ignoring the way my bare skin prickled with mortification. The night came back in flashes—his hands gripping my waist, his lips on my throat, his voice like dark velvet whispering things I shouldn’t have wanted.What the hell had I done?I needed to leave. Now.I swung my legs over the side of the bed, reaching for my dress on the floor. But before I could grab it, a deep, lazy voice stopped me.

I should have lied.I should have looked Dominic Caldwell in the eye and told him that Liam meant nothing to me.But I hesitated.And in that hesitation, I gave him my answer.The phone in his hand was still lit, the image of Liam and me frozen on the screen. A memory I had buried—now resurrected as a weapon.Dominic’s expression remained unreadable, but the tension in the air was suffocating.“You didn’t answer me,” he said, voice calm. Too calm.I swallowed hard. “It doesn’t matter.”His gaze flickered with something dark. “It does to me.”I forced myself to hold his stare. “Liam is in the past. This marriage is about the present.”Dominic tilted his head, studying me like I was a puzzle he intended to solve. Then, without another word, he turned and tossed the phone onto a nearby table.I exhaled, tension coiled in my spine, waiting for the storm.But when he finally spoke, his voice was almost amused. “You think you’re in control here, don’t you?”A chill ran down my spine. “I thi

I didn’t sleep.How could I?Dominic Caldwell had played me, twisted my loyalty into a noose, and left me standing in the ruins of my own choices.My father’s scandal was now public.Dominic had betrayed me.And worse, I was still his—trapped in a marriage I had no way of escaping.By the time the sun rose, I had made a decision.If Dominic wanted a war, I’d give him one.****The next morning, I didn’t wait for him to summon me.I stormed into the dining room, where he sat at the long mahogany table, sipping his coffee like he hadn’t just burned my world to the ground.He barely glanced up. “You’re up early.”I slammed a newspaper onto the table—the same one detailing my father’s downfall. “You used me.”Dominic sighed, setting his cup down. “We’ve already established that.”I clenched my fists. “Then let’s establish something else. This marriage? It’s over.”A slow, mocking smile spread across his lips. “You really think that’s up to you?”“I won’t be your pawn.”“You already are,”