
The Wrong Brother
I was engaged to the wrong Schloss brother. The right one kidnapped me at the airport.
Seven days before my wedding, I stood in the rain at JFK, waiting for the man who bought my father’s debt and called it a proposal.
The man who climbed out of the car wore Adam’s face — the same jaw, the same gray eyes — and none of his lies. Scarred. Tattooed. Exiled from the Schloss family five years ago, and back with a plan I was now standing in the middle of.
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“You’ve got the wrong car, sweetheart.”
Damian Schloss didn’t rescue me. He took me. I was leverage — the one thing his brother would trade an empire to keep.
But leverage doesn’t drive a motorcycle through a wall to keep you off the pavement. Leverage doesn’t kneel on a motel floor to warm your frozen feet. Leverage doesn’t look at you like you’re the first honest thing he’s seen in five years.
And I wasn’t supposed to want him back. Not his hands. Not his mouth. Not the way he stops, every time, and waits for me to choose. Every kiss is a betrayal of the life I was promised. Every night on the run, it gets harder to remember why I should care.
Now there’s a million dollars on my head, every road out of New York wants us dead, and the only man I can’t stop reaching for in the dark is the one who was never supposed to be mine.
I was the price of a marriage I never chose. I’m about to become the woman he burns the whole city down to keep.
A captor who turns protector, a twin-brother betrayal, forced proximity, a run for your life, slow burn that catches fire, and a morally gray man who means every word. Open door. Guaranteed HEA.
Content: violence, guns, kidnapping, psychological manipulation. Recommended 18+.

