He taught me how to fake a love story. I taught him how to feel one.
Michael Armstrong is cold, ruthless, and allergic to the word fun.
He’s also my boss… and the man I accidentally baptized in caramel latte my first week here.
Now he’s decided I’m the perfect fake fiancée to fix his image problem.
Six months. A fat paycheck. Zero chance of catching feelings.
He needs a fiancée to save his latest deal.
I need the money to take care of my family.
Six months, a shiny ring, and one rule: no feelings.
Easy until one “practice” kiss nearly burns the building down.
But the closer we get, the more dangerous this becomes.
His vengeful ex is gunning for me.
The tabloids smell blood.
If I can’t prove the truth
I’ll lose everything.
