28-year-old Scarlet Langston is a woman about to lose everything.  Living a meager life following the death of her parents in a terrible accident three years ago, she works in the flower store of her best friend Bernard Milton.  Her family house is the only thing left of them, and right now she is going to be deprived of that as well.  Scarlet's world is upside down when an eviction notice shows up; she knows she needs to go back to the one guy she swore never to see once more, Tucker Beaumont.  The man Scarlet left behind is no more Tucker Beaumont, thirty-two.  Inheriting Beaumont Constructions, a billion-dollar building enterprise, he is a strong, cold-blooded billionaire.  Though it has helped him succeed, his merciless ambition also makes him a man of little compassion.  Now that he is seeing her once more, he has the ideal chance to exact retribution; he never forgot how Scarlet left him when he most needed her.  Scarlet offers her a contract marriage when she pleads for his help to save her house: marry him for one year, follow every rule, and in exchange he would pay her debts and guarantee her house.  Scarlet only has one option—that of agreement.  The marriage that follows is one of unquestionable chemistry, power plays, and residual bitterness.  The stakes are greater as their forced proximity triggers buried truths and old emotions surface.  The love they once had runs the danger of rekindling, but historical betrayals also abound.  Could they both endure the truth buried for years?  Will the secrets bind them apart for good or will love transcend the bitterness of betrayal?


Bound by vows torn by secrets

Tucker POV 

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"Elena," he remarked, lifting his glass just now. "Same bone framework." similar eyes. But you have something more difficult about you. Perhaps life behaved in like manner. Perhaps it was the Beaumonts as well. She gave no response. Tonight she had no need for his poetry. "Why are you in this place?...

True surface