My life hasn’t been easy for the past two years, not since the day that rich jerk Edward Speare sat at my bar and got us embroiled in a scandal. 

Some people think they can get away with anything just because they’re loaded, but if they try to get rough with me, they are gonna get my kickboxing-trained foot up their you-know-where. 

Esta bien? 

So the last thing I expected between sweeping the floors and dealing with the drunken regulars at my new low-paying gig (the only place around that would hire me) was a PI showing up looking for me…. 

Apparently my grandfather, whom my mother had never even spoken of when she was alive, was completely loaded. 

Go figure. 

And what's more, I was in line to inherit billions. 

Billions, yup that’s right...like, with a "B".... 

My grandfather’s one condition? 

I have to marry a man that he approves of for at least a year. 

Que the endless interviews with rich dbags. 

Que the mansplaining that my job as a wife will be to look pretty and gossip. 

But you’ll never guess who the eligible suitor is that needs my help....

Karma is a funny thing, isn’t it? 

Maybe Edward Speare is not the monster I once thought he was....

They say there’s a fine line between love and hate. 

...But I never expected it to go this far. 

This steamy standalone is a fake fiance romance with two enemies discovering an unexpected attraction, a surprise inheritance, and a happily ever after.