From Pawn To Queen: My Sweet Escape From A Manipulative Lover

The moment Melanie grasped she was merely a clever piece sliding across Greyson's grand chessboard, she tore herself free without blinking.

Not a day later, Greyson watched a swarm of suitors orbit her like moths around a flame; spite boiled over, and he cursed the urge to chain her wrist to his own.

Bent on breaking his hold, Melanie threw everything she had at her escape, her heart aching for freedom.

Greyson summoned a last reserve of strength to free her, yet five tortured minutes later he collapsed, hands shaking, begging, "If you're going, can you take me with you?"