Nothing to No One

Fake Fiancée for the "Other" Twin Hidden Identity Hollywood Romance

I had one job.

It wasn't to get caught on video dry riding a Hollywood star.

Yeah.

That happened.

LA has its own language, its own culture, its own bubble of perfection. I might be a small-town girl, but I know desire when I see it. All I want is a little excitement, a life with potential, to spread my wings.

Boy did I take it too far. Remember the tape? It's out there, before I know it exists, and has the potential to detonate Roman's precarious career comeback.

What's the solution?

Oh, just to pretend like we're in love and getting married. That's it. No big deal…

Except the Hollywood bad boy is different in the light of day. It's not desire, it's sleaze. I don't feel the same with his hands on me, don't tingle or swoon or…

I can't do it. I have to get out until… Another man stops me, one who shares the bad boy's face. Did I down more liquor than I remember, or was this a con from the start?

Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over.

*This book features a non-billionaire main couple.

**HEA STANDALONE**