How to Steal a Heart with a Kiss - printed edges

When a girl is forced to marry her father's mortal enemy, her only desire is to somehow return to her family's embrace and into the arms of the boy she has loved since childhood. But she didn't expect to gradually fall in love with her husband.

They say the first kiss should be earned.
Mine was stolen at a carnival by a masked, arrogant, and savvy guy, under the Chicago sky. I was 19.
They say wedding vows are sacred.
But, in my case, they were broken even before we left the church.
They say the heart beats for only one man and that true love stories have a happy ending.
I, Francesca Rossi, found myself erasing and rewriting my story until the very last chapter.

One kiss.
Two men.
Three lives.
Intertwined.