One year. One contract. One fake wife I can’t let go of. As a professional hockey player, I don’t lose—and I don’t do relationships. But my family demands a wife, and I don’t need the distraction.
So I buy one. One year. Two million dollars. No feelings. It should’ve been simple. Except she’s everything I didn’t plan for—smart, tempting, impossible to ignore. My teammates love her.
My family is convinced. And I can’t keep my hands off her. She was only supposed to be temporary. But now she’s mine. I don’t share. I don’t lose. And I won’t let her walk away.
