My Accidental Marriage to the Billionaire CEO

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urniture that probably cost more than my entire four years of college. Just like him. Perfect, intimidating, untouchable. And now I was standing in the middle of it, in my cheap black

n island. Ten pages, stapled. Legal language I barely u

t it. "Wha

our 90-day arrangement. Read it bef

me into marriage an hour ago

ng hands and started readin

night's penthouse as his legal wife and will accompany him to all

ere? Wi

had my assistant look you up. You are three months behind on rent. There's a guest room down the

voted wife in public at all times. This includes holding hands, kissing on the

st not fall in

t. Why would I ever fall in love with you? You

st that made my brain completely stop working. Hard muscle,

ll for me, accidental wife. You are a

g! I was looking

rincess, that will be the easiest rule of all. You're not

ore than it

ired to her account, college debt of $42,000 paid in full, no strings attached,

thousand dollars debt gone. That was lif

pen. His fingers brushed min

hen the private penth

what Victoria did at the party, you

and froze mid-step when she saw me. Her eyes went from my cheap cater

trides and wrapped a strong, possessive arm around my waist, pull

Ella Knight. My wife. We got married an hour ago at

ed like she was

re you talking about? You were suppo

waist, a silent, dangerous warning: Pla

e smile of my entire life, leaning into his chest and putti

finally meet you. Alexander

time tonight, he looked almost amused. Hi

e low and husky and full of fa

loves you. And I already love her more

us like we were aliens who had

. And the most dangerous. Because the man I had just signe

me, I wasn't sure if