Knocked Up By My Fake Bosshole

It was supposed to be a one night stand.

Now he’s my boss and fake fiancé…

‘Worst days’ don’t normally end with me hooking up with a handsome billionaire playboy running from his crazy ex, who happens to be my ex-best friend…

Didn’t expect to see him again or end up agreeing to be fake engaged.

Thanks to me losing my job, and him having a crazy ex, we’re forced together in irresistible circumstances.

Underneath all that arrogance and grumpiness is a man with a heart.

I’d be lying to say he isn’t rude, demanding, sexy as hell, and a complete bosshole.

But what can’t be faked are the sparks when we touch…

As much as we get under each other’s skin, we can’t quit each other.

But if pretending to be engaged without catching feelings wasn’t complicated enough, now I’m staring at two pink lines on this stick…