Faithless Heir (The Heirmarked Series Book 1)

They are all the same—writhing for attention, kissing for status, fucking for relevance—chasing the illusion of importance in a world where they are mere pawns. Because of the name. “Eva!” A platinum blond in a lime-green dress waves across the floor as she steps into view, turning heads across the room. Lord Devereux steps onto the stairs to greet Elton with a handshake. Her past, present, future—everything is fair game to him.