My Father Married Me to a Billionaire in a Coma—Then He Opened His Eyes When He Heard My Voice

windows into sheets of pure gold.

The massive limestone fortress that had once served as a cold kingdom of dangerous secrets had finally transformed into something entirely impossible.

An actual home.

And in the quiet eastern bedroom where Christopher had once lain trapped in silence, the mahogany clock was gone, the cameras were removed, and fresh orchids continue reading …