Slavery, corruption, and murder threaten to separate them.
Isabella Miley is trapped. Her brother and protector is dead—murdered on a slave trader's ship—and now Samuel Buchanan, the man she fears most, has papers placing her in servitude to him. When he threatens to make her his wife and offer her out as payment to all the men he owes money to, she runs for her life, and straight into the arms of Ruben Stoneheart. But before she can ask for his help she finds herself dragged back to Samuel and into bondage.
Ruben wanted a life far away from the blackbirding slave trade he was once involved in. He watched too many people die on those ships. That wasn't the life he wanted. He wants peace, a wife, family.
When the Irish beauty Isabella ran into his arms, she stirred feelings in him unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Never could he have imagined her to be the wife of his once business partner, Samuel Buchanan.
Curious how such a wondrous woman could have ended up entangled with a brute like Samuel, Ruben delves into her past, eager to know more about this woman he's quickly losing his heart to. What he finds is a slave contract with her name on it. Hurt that she would hide such a thing from him, he confronts her with an ultimatum—Samuel or him.
Isabella's fear demands that she stays with Samuel until she can gain back her freedom, along with her family's ruby necklace—a necklace Samuel is determine to have in his possession. But her heart is willing to risk it all on Ruben…a man rumored to have a heart of stone.
Content Warning: contains sex, strong language, and some violence
Ruben shrugged. "People will always gossip, Bella."
She pulled her hand away. "Why did you call me that?"
"I didn't mean to overstep my place, but I had to say it," he explained. Reaching to her, his fingers ran along the soft, pale skin of her cheek. "Bella means beauty, something you most definitely are."
She lowered her face from his, but not before he saw the blush filling her cheeks.
"Please stay, Isabella," he invited her again.
"I really must go," she said, hesitantly leaning into him and kissing him on the cheek near his lips. "Thank you again, Ru," she uttered softly before turning and stepping away from him.
She had just reached the door when she glanced back at him. "Bellymena."
"What?" he asked, confused by what she had just said.
She smiled. "You asked where I grew up in Ireland. I grew up in Bellymena."
Watching her leave his office, Ruben knew he wanted more than anything to see this woman again. There was something about her that was so hypnotic.
Driven by the need to know she was now safe from the men chasing her, he followed her from his office and back into the alleys that led to town.
Losing sight of her momentarily, his steps quickened. Hearing a scream up ahead, he ran toward it. As he rounded the corner, he saw her being captured by two burly men; men he had seen act as deckhands on the blackbirding ships.
"You're a slippery little thing, aren't you?" he heard a familiar voice say as a third man approached a very terrified-looking Bella.
His gaze going to the man who had spoken, his gut clenched.
"Let me go, Samuel," she yelled. "Please let me go."
Hiding in the shadows of the alley, Ruben watched as the old sailor walked toward her. He couldn't believe the woman he had just been with was connected to the same man he was trying to prove a criminal. Samuel stopped in front of Isabella, his hands going to her chin, and Ruben found himself wondering exactly what kind of relationship lay between these two. As the older man's lips connected to hers, Ruben couldn't ignore her struggle to be free.
"I will never let you go," Samuel said when his lips finally left hers. "Without your brother here to protect you, you are mine to do with as I please."
Thinking now was the time he should again jump to this woman's rescue, Ruben started to step around the corner toward those holding her captive. He'd only taken a few steps when a carriage pulled up and Samuel threw her inside before turning to his henchmen.
"Find Ruben and convince him to give me that ruby necklace. Now!" he ordered before instructing the driver to take off quickly.
Cursing himself for not going to Bella's rescue earlier, he kicked the earth beneath his feet. Everywhere he turned it seemed Samuel was there, his deception bleeding into every inch of his life.
Even Isabella. But how was she connected to this evil man?