I’m fake dating the billionaire who stole my grandmother’s bookstore.
Twenty-nine and canceled is a special kind of hell.
Holden Carrick is reclusive, twenty years older, and silver-fox hot,
but his investors think he’s heartless.
He’s my enemy but I agree to play his devoted girlfriend.
In three months, the bookstore will be mine.
So we hold hands for the cameras and kiss for headlines.
I step beside him and see what he doesn’t.
The investors finally stop second-guessing him,
and he looks at me, daring me to push away.
This is supposed to be strictly business. No feelings.
But his kisses don’t feel fake.
When a storm traps me at his compound, the only bed is his.
He pulls me close and I let him.
We break every rule.
I’ve fallen for him.
Which means I have everything to lose.
The media is hunting for a scandal.
If they expose our contract, it will cost him his empire. It will end me.
And two pink lines might be the headline that destroys us both.
