The Billionaire Heir's Fake Fiancée

Five years ago, Ken Casanova kissed me like he meant forever, then left me with nothing but a ruined heart and a shattered future.

Now he’s back: richer, cockier, and somehow hotter, offering a fake engagement and more money than I’ve ever seen in my life.

I should’ve walked away. Instead, I went along and let him put a 4-carat ring on it.

Then came the staged kisses that didn’t feel staged. 

The lingering touches that made me forget this was all pretend.

And that one night where he completely devoured me and everything changed.

I told myself I was just playing the role. That I could hate him and still want him.

But somewhere between the silk sheets and stolen glances, I fell for him. Hard.

Now I’m pregnant and his power-hungry uncle will do anything to expose us.

If anyone finds out, it will ruin us and I’ll be damned if I ever let that happen.