It's easy to think you know hate.
Especially when you're set on revenge.
Men are all the same, and getting them to bend to my will has never been a challenge. I'd just break whichever Cortez brother I had to marry and let him feel my wrath, because this was my chance to finally prove myself to my father.
That was the plan. But I knew nothing of hate before I met him.
He was a monster hiding in plain sight, wearing fine, cut cloth and pouring champagne. And after that day, he broke me.
Abel Cortez. Menacing. Possessive. Cruel.
My enemy.
My husband.