Billionaire Duty Hormones: An Ex-Military Fake Fiancee Romance
Julie Dave, Fullen Angelle
That’s a problem when you’re the one running the room.
Henry Vale. Billionaire. Ex-Marine. Single dad. The most dangerous man in our Hong Kong compound, and not because of the security clearance.
Because of his hands. His voice. The way he watches me like I’m a code he’s already cracking.
We’re fake-engaged. A practical arrangement. Completely professional.
Until he presses me against the door and makes professional feel like a lie I was telling myself.
Until he whispers my name like it’s classified information.
Until I realize I’m not pretending anymore.
He takes me home to New York. To his daughter. To his life.
Then treats me like a guest in it.
I don’t do guest. I don’t do temporary. I don’t do convenient.
If this man wants me — all of me, not just the version that’s useful — he’ll need to say it.
Out loud. No excuses. No borrowed reasons.
Just him. Asking.
[spice rating = 4.5 ]
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