For His Mistress, He Stole My Sight

My husband kidnapped me. The same guy who used to kiss my paint-stained hands and call me his muse. The man I trusted with everything. Turns out, he didn’t just cheat… he gave my corneas to Amber, the woman carrying his kid.

“Boss, you sure you want to use Mrs. McIntosh’s eyes for that woman?”

“Amber gave me a daughter. She paid for it with her sight. She’s getting it back. I take care of what’s mine.” Howard’s voice was calm, and dangerous.

Four years of marriage, and everything I thought we had… a lie.