He fell in love with my words. He just thinks another woman wrote them.
Now I’m trapped on the final voyage of a legendary ship—with him, one suite, one bed, and seven days before the truth destroys everything.
For four months, Alexander knew me through letters I wrote under my friend’s name.
I came to the pier to confess.
Then he heard me speak, smiled like he’d finally found someone he’d been searching for, and said, ‘There you are.’
He recognized me.
Just not my name.
Now the shore is disappearing behind us, and the man I was supposed to walk away from is impossible to resist. Quietly powerful. Devastatingly attentive. And, apparently, heir to one of Europe’s oldest aristocratic families.
Worse?
He isn’t falling for the woman from the letters anymore.
He’s falling for me.
Every kiss makes the truth harder to tell. Every night in that one-bed suite makes the lie more dangerous.
Because eventually I’ll have to say the words that could cost me everything:
My name is Tiffany Parker.
And when Alexander learns the truth, the question won’t be whether he loved the wrong woman.
It will be whether he can still believe any of it was real.
Mistaken identity. He falls first. Forced proximity. One bed. Old-money luxury. High heat. A guaranteed HEA.
Genre: Romance
Now I’m trapped on the final voyage of a legendary ship—with him, one suite, one bed, and seven days before the truth destroys everything.
For four months, Alexander knew me through letters I wrote under my friend’s name.
I came to the pier to confess.
Then he heard me speak, smiled like he’d finally found someone he’d been searching for, and said, ‘There you are.’
He recognized me.
Just not my name.
Now the shore is disappearing behind us, and the man I was supposed to walk away from is impossible to resist. Quietly powerful. Devastatingly attentive. And, apparently, heir to one of Europe’s oldest aristocratic families.
Worse?
He isn’t falling for the woman from the letters anymore.
He’s falling for me.
Every kiss makes the truth harder to tell. Every night in that one-bed suite makes the lie more dangerous.
Because eventually I’ll have to say the words that could cost me everything:
My name is Tiffany Parker.
And when Alexander learns the truth, the question won’t be whether he loved the wrong woman.
It will be whether he can still believe any of it was real.
Mistaken identity. He falls first. Forced proximity. One bed. Old-money luxury. High heat. A guaranteed HEA.
Genre: Romance
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