He’s a grump like no other …
Jay Belgavi. Indian billionaire heir of New York City’s top real estate company. Heartless womanizer. My fake fiancé.
Every woman who works at his company can’t stop swooning over him. I’m too busy nursing my wounded heart to notice. Too bad that when we meet at work, I mistake him for someone else.
I call him names I never should. It ends about as predictably as you could expect.
When we meet again, he has the nerve to suggest we fake an engagement.
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He’s a grump like no other …
Jay Belgavi. Indian billionaire heir of New York City’s top real estate company. Heartless womanizer. My fake fiancé.
Every woman who works at his company can’t stop swooning over him. I’m too busy nursing my wounded heart to notice. Too bad that when we meet at work, I mistake him for someone else.
I call him names I never should. It ends about as predictably as you could expect.
When we meet again, he has the nerve to suggest we fake an engagement.
The brooding grump who fired me from my much-needed job? Ugh. I can’t stand him, and I’m certainly not going to help him convince his client that he’s changed his playboy ways.
Until ...
I learn that my ex is attending my sister’s wedding—and he’s bringing a date.
I tell myself it’s my last resort when I accept Jay’s offer.
I’ll need to tolerate him in a shared room in Hawaii for five days. Surely, anyone can tolerate anything in paradise, right? So, faking an engagement with the most aggravating, annoying man
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