Jenna Find a guy, screw him senseless, lock it down, and live a life full of luxury and bottomless mimosas. Is that such a bad dream? Too bad step one keeps blowing up in my face.
Especially once they find out I’m a fox shifter. Apparently being clever and curvy is some kind of “red flag.” Whatever. Then I meet Fenton.
He’s a bobcat shifter, a gorgeous one, and surprisingly charming. He doesn’t flinch when I let my ambition show.
After a few dates, I’m starting to think I can skip the whole gold-digging plan and just fall for him. But there’s one...
Jenna Find a guy, screw him senseless, lock it down, and live a life full of luxury and bottomless mimosas. Is that such a bad dream? Too bad step one keeps blowing up in my face.
Especially once they find out I’m a fox shifter. Apparently being clever and curvy is some kind of “red flag.” Whatever. Then I meet Fenton.
He’s a bobcat shifter, a gorgeous one, and surprisingly charming. He doesn’t flinch when I let my ambition show.
After a few dates, I’m starting to think I can skip the whole gold-digging plan and just fall for him. But there’s one little problem. He’s not rich. He’s a hacker.
The righteous, steal-from-the-corrupt-and-dismantle-their-empires kind. And he needs a fake wife to pull off the biggest con of his life.
Fenton I don’t date. I infiltrate. But this time, to get close to the man who destroyed my family, I need more than just a good backstory, I need a wife.
Someone who can play the part, smile at the right people, and sell the fantasy while I work behind the scenes. Jenna is a luscious curveball I didn’t see coming. Sharp tongue. Sharper grin.
And no hesitation when it comes to breaking into my apartment in a trench coat. When she finds out who I really am, she doesn’t run. And when I ask to put a fake ring on her real finger, she’s game.
Now we’re the hottest new couple in town, charming the elite while plotting their downfall. It’s just pretend, right? Except it’s not long before it doesn’t feel like we’re pretending. At all.
