Marriage Pact with my Billionaire Boss

I agreed to be my grumpy boss’s fake wife for a year, not the mother of his child.
I was at an all time low.
My dad’s passing, six jobless months and spiraling debts.
Plus, local thugs breathing down my neck for money, I didn’t have.

Enter Seth, my boss. A gorgeous, driven, billionaire bad boy.
The total opposite of me. Yet every cell of my body responds to him.

He had 72 hours left to get married or loose the family business.
He offered me a way out of my mess.

I said yes.

Agreeing to share his bed without realizing I would yearn for his touch, his kisses, his dirty talk whispered in my ear.
Entering this pact, for just one year, seemed a simple solution for both of us.

But the clock is ticking closer to the end.
And I’m staring at a pink plus sign.

He fought to keep his family business.
Now, he better step up and fight for me and this baby.