The Bride She Traded

Eighteen months. Two signatures. No entanglements. Sloane Everett needed the money for her mother's house. Roman Halevy needed a wife on paper to satisfy a clause his dead grandfather wrote out of spite. They met in a conference room, signed in blue ink, and went their separate ways — same address, different lives. It worked for eleven months. Because somewhere between correcting his coffee order and learning his sister's birthday, Sloane stopped reading the contract and started living in the marriage. And Roman, who schedules everything, failed to schedule the part where he falls for his own wife. When the trust dissolves early, he does the decent thing: he tries to pay her off. She tears up the check on his kitchen island and tells him the price just went up. A sharp, emotional billionaire arranged marriage romance about the fine print of falling in love.