Our fling was supposed to be nothing but turbulence and thrills.
One wild night with a gorgeous pilot? Easy. No strings. No regrets.
Until a scandal explodes, wrecking his reputation—and costing me my job.
Now, I’m broke, out of options, and staring down bills I can’t pay. So when he walks back into my life with a fake dating proposal to clean up his image and rebuild mine, I should say no.
Except…
1 He’s a charming, ridiculously sexy trillionaire.
2 He’s impossible to resist—sweet beneath all that swagger.
3 And every time we touch, I forget this is all pretend.
What started as damage control turns into something dangerously real. He’s the only joy I have these days. But I don’t do attachments. I don’t lose myself in men.
And I definitely don’t fall in love with playboys who make me want to believe in forever.
Our deal had an expiration date. But now? I’m terrified of what happens when the clock runs out. Because I never saw this coming and I sure as hell wasn’t ready for the crash landing.
