HADES

Is my husband a dream come true? Or the nightmare I was trying to escape before I lost my memory?

I didn't know true desire until the first time I laid eyes on him. Tall, dark, beautiful as a godcompletely forbidden. He was the penniless son of the help born in the Lousiana bayou, and I was a pretty southern princess, cultivated like a hothouse flower to become the trophy on some well-pedigreed man's arm.

My mother slapped my face when she saw us together and warned me he would ruin me. A few weeks later, my father made me sign a contract vowing I wouldn't have relations with anyone until I married.

So, I tried to forget him. Until one day I woke up to find out I actually had.

There's a near-decade hole in my memory. My disapproving parents have passed away. And the biggest surprise of all: that boy my mother warned would ruin me?

He's my husband now.

He's still beautiful as a god, and he's now rich as...