Married To A Monster's Shadow

From the back cover

My husband, the world-renowned photographer Evan Briggs, told the world I was his muse. For ten years, I was the silent architect of his empire, the perfect wife who managed his life so he could create his art. He claimed he kept my beauty just for himself, a privilege no one else could see.

On our anniversary, I found his secret studio. It wasn't my beauty he was capturing. It was hers. Thousands of explicit photos of a model named Dahlia, a collection spanning a decade. The last picture was dated that very morning.

When I confronted him, he called me emotional and chose her.

But his ultimate betrayal came at his gallery opening. Dahlia had me drugged and assaulted while men took humiliating photos.

All while Evan was in the next room with her, ignoring my screams.

He didn't just betray me. He abandoned me to the wolves.

Lying in a hospital bed, I realized the man I married was a monster. And I wasn't just going to divorce him. I was going to burn his entire world to the ground.