A Vow To Set The Virgin Free By Millie Adams -

"You understand the terms, Imogen," Rafe said, his voice a low, melodic rasp. "Your father’s debt is erased. In exchange, you remain here. Under my protection. Under my rules."

She found him standing by the window, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, looking out at the chaos. When he turned and saw her—pale, shivering in a thin nightgown—the mask of the stoic billionaire finally cracked. A Vow to Set the Virgin Free by Millie Adams

He was a man built on secrets. Imogen learned that he had taken over the d’Amato empire after a bloody coup within his own family. He was ruthless, they said. Cold. Yet, when he found her crying in the garden over a letter from her sister, he didn't scold her for her weakness. He simply handed her a silk handkerchief and stayed until her sobs turned to quiet breaths. "You understand the terms, Imogen," Rafe said, his

Rafe leaned against the stone railing, his profile sharp against the stars. "Because, Imogen, the world is full of people who want to break things that are pure. I didn't take you to punish your father. I took you to keep you from being the currency in his next gamble." The Breaking Point Under my protection