Wedding Sin by Bella King

On the day of our wedding, he humiliates me in front of a thousand people.
Seven days later, I’m on my knees, begging him to punish me again.
I never thought I’d find myself craving the cruel touch of a mafia boss, but I am, and it might just end in my death.
Kazimir.
His name means destroyer of peace.
It fits him well.
Behind his devious smirk is a black box of secrets. The reasons why he married me.
His tongue weaves lies just as well as it creates wicked pleasure, and he revels in doing both.
He’s a bad man and he knows that, but he doesn’t want to change.
He wants to twist me into a cruel reflection of himself, and I’m not sure if I’m strong enough to stop him.
I’m going to hell with him, and I’ll be soaked in guilty sin the entire way down.