Wrecked — Portia Moore

Fresh off of a broken heart I met Cal Scott.He was just what I lacked a beautiful distraction. At six-foot-two, with ebony hair, storm gray eyes, and a smile that could only hide an agenda, I knew he was trouble.And for the first time in my life, a little trouble was just what I needed.No. What I wanted. It wasn't like I'd ever marry the guy. Until I did.What I thought would be my happily ever after, was only the beginning. My husband has a secret.One that makes loving him come with a price, and being his wife cost more than I bargained for.