To Love by Daniella Brodsky

Don’t ask how I ever agreed to be his fake girlfriend…
And then fiancée…
But from our very first kiss the line between real and fake is fuzzy at best.
The first time I saw him, another woman threw a drink in his face.
That should have been a sign.
As if I needed another one, he also turns out to be my boss.
But he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.
How hard can it be to fake it, especially when it feels like we’re not faking at all?
I can do anything for three weeks, right?
It’s not like I’m going to let myself fall in love with a man
who’s been officially named Sydney’s Most Wicked Billionaire Playboy.
No matter how many times he winds up in my bed.
Then we tell each other our real reasons for the sham.
And it becomes impossible to pretend I’m pretending.
Confused? Try being me.
Especially when Aiden looks at me like I’m the only woman in the world, his strong muscles looking divine and his fingers working their magic as they trace my curves.