We were supposed to pretend for a year.
Now we’re pretending that we’re pretending.
I married Inaya Fontaine forty-eight hours after we met.
Her father's will demanded it. My family's land demanded it.
We agreed to pretend for a year.
Agreed to live together. Look convincing.
To keep our family’s legacies intact by putting on this farce.
We didn’t agree to fall for each other.
Even though I can feel it happening.
I run on order.
She runs on instinct.
Her chaos should drive me insane.
Her loud mouth should piss me off.
But I’m starting to realize that Inaya is exactly what I needed
And the only wife I want.
She thinks this is a business arrangement.
I am done pretending it is.
Read on for a marriage-of-convenience romance between a control freak billionaire and the free-spirited heiress who wrecks his carefully ordered world, a family legacy on the line, and a contract neither of them wants to let expire. HEA guaranteed.
Genre: Romance
Now we’re pretending that we’re pretending.
I married Inaya Fontaine forty-eight hours after we met.
Her father's will demanded it. My family's land demanded it.
We agreed to pretend for a year.
Agreed to live together. Look convincing.
To keep our family’s legacies intact by putting on this farce.
We didn’t agree to fall for each other.
Even though I can feel it happening.
I run on order.
She runs on instinct.
Her chaos should drive me insane.
Her loud mouth should piss me off.
But I’m starting to realize that Inaya is exactly what I needed
And the only wife I want.
She thinks this is a business arrangement.
I am done pretending it is.
Read on for a marriage-of-convenience romance between a control freak billionaire and the free-spirited heiress who wrecks his carefully ordered world, a family legacy on the line, and a contract neither of them wants to let expire. HEA guaranteed.
Genre: Romance
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