He’s everything she despises. They have nothing in common – except that they’re getting married. To each other.
Whisky heir and CEO Max Drummond doesn’t believe in love. But if he doesn’t marry by his thirtieth birthday, he’ll lose everything – his family’s estate in the Scottish Highlands, the distillery, his reputation, and the last piece of his brother’s legacy.
Freelance journalist Rowan MacKay needs a lifeline. With her grandmother’s care bills mounting, she’s one paycheck away from disaster. Breaking into Max’s castle for a story? Bad idea. Getting caught? Even worse.
But saying yes to his outrageous marriage proposal? That’s selling her soul to the hot and handsome Scottish devil in a tailored suit.
One year. No emotions. No messy entanglements. Just a cold, hard contract. Simple, right?
But life at Dunmarach isn’t simple. Max is all sharp suits and ruthless control. Rowan is chaos in Doc Martens. And the sizzling tension between them is a powder keg waiting to explode. Until longing turns into reckless nights that shatter every single rule of their deal.
Now, his inheritance isn’t the only thing on the line. Because when betrayal strikes and their deal turns dangerously real, they have two choices:
Walk away from their contract. Or break every rule and fight for the one thing they swore they’d never need.
