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 blue 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
“My wife”
Trigger Warning:
PTSD, mention of suicide, BDSM themes
