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Marrying my alphahole boss to save his skin? Sure. Why not? It's not like my life is normal anyway.
As the head of a third generation multi-billion-dollar empire, Greyson Hart is infuriatingly demanding, colder than an iceberg, and has the emotional range of a teaspoon. The fact that he looks like a dark-haired Adonis is proof that god has a twisted sense of humor and wants me to be miserable.
I've spent twenty-one months, fifteen days, seven hours, and forty-nine excruciating minutes as the Emerald Bay Titan's personal assistant (but who's counting?). When I finally quit, it feels like I've escaped my own personal hell. Just when I think I'm free, Greyson is accused of embezzlement, and while he might be the last person I want to help, I know he'd never betray his family's empire. So I start searching for answers.
Word to the wise? If you go digging through closets hunting for secrets, you don't get to pick which skeleton falls out. I might not believe the allegations, but the man has more secrets than the Vatican, and I unearth the wrong one.
The only suggestion Greyson has to fix all of this is to get married. As if this charade isn't complicated enough, the possessive edge to his voice when he says 'my wife' turns my mind to putty.
Now it's my heart that's in serious danger.
Will marrying Greyson save their family empire, or will his past destroy us both?
