When we met, he had nothing.

He was charming, and ambitious, and completely broke, and he was, I can see now with painful clarity, extremely motivated to marry into my family’s wealth.

My family’s attorneys had required a prenuptial agreement, as they required of anyone marrying into the trust, and Trevor had signed it without complaint, because a man with nothing has nothing to protect and everything to gain.

The agreement was not cruel; it was simply clear.

It stipulated that the Rourke properties and the trust assets remained one hundred percent my separate property, before and during the marriage.

And Section Four, which no one had thought about in four years, stipulated that any documented physical assault or financial extortion committed against me by my spouse or his family voided all claims to spousal support.