
Never Say Yes To Your Fake Husband
Married? Yes.
Happily? Not even close.
Because guess what…
I’ve never actually met my husband!
That was the term when I accepted the contract marriage.
Except I’m so over being “married” but single.
After a threatening phone call to my husband’s lawyer,
One reckless night out,
A ridiculously hot stranger,
And a very unfortunate case of holy-crap-I-just-hit-on-my-husband later…
I’m screwed.
Because now? He’s interested.
Like, let’s-make-this-real kind of interested.
He says I can’t break the contract.
He says I belong to him.
And he now wants to play husband.
Like excuse me?!
But no, thank you.
Not falling for the billionaire stranger I married.
Not when he’s still hiding secrets from me.
Not when he ghosted me for four years ...
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