Every bar of the cage was made of something reasonable.
The clothes he sent were warm and well-made. The house was beautiful, in its wounded way. The moor was extraordinary when the light caught it right. The road only flooded a few times a winter. The signal was poor but that was just the stone walls. The card games were his idea but she could stop any time.
Effie Ashworth married Nicholas Blackthorn because her father asked her to. She didn't ask why. She should have.
Now she's in his house, on his moor, four miles from the nearest village, wearing clothes he chose in colours that make her disappear. Her husband is the most attentive man she's ever met. Her husband is also, she's increasingly certain, the most dangerous.
She can't leave. She's not sure she wants to. And the man watching from the fell has plans of his own.
The Blackthorn Contract is a dark romance featuring an arranged marriage, a morally complex hero, and explicit content.