He’s my brother’s best friend
My fake husband…
And doesn’t believe in love
Nathan Davenport, CEO of the Davenport empire is my complete opposite.
He hates chocolate. I’m a size sixteen dessert chef.
He only wears black. I love glitter and pink.
He’s grumpy, while I look on the brighter side of life.
Too bad his piercing eyes, and high cheekbones haunt my dreams.
When he offers to loan me the money to save my bakery.
I have no choice but to agree.
Except he has conditions:
I must pretend to be his wife for a year
I must fake my feelings for him so his family believes our relationship.
I must stay by his side for the duration of our arrangement so he can claim his inheritance.
I don’t even like the man, surely I can get through this charade without developing feelings for him?
Except living in close proximity with him, our chemistry escalates
I know I am falling for the wrong man.
For when I tell him: “I love you,” he growls: “Love was never part of the equation…”
This is an opposites attract, forced proximity, one-bed, marriage of convenience, and a brother’s best friend, billionaire romance with a plus size FMC. It is a complete standalone.
Tropes
Brother’s best friend
Fake relationship
Enemies to Lovers
Curvy FMC
OTT possessive
Emotionally wounded hero
“My wife”
Trigger Warning:
PTSD, mention of suicide, BDSM themes
