Christian
Being invited to my cousinâs wedding really shouldnât be a big deal except, oh yeah, I haven't seen my family for a decade.
My parents turned their backs on me and Iâve done everything since to become successful and show them what they lost. Only, itâs kinda hard to be a success when youâre a walking trainwreck.
So Iâm going to fake it. Hire a guy with an online presence so impressive theyâll be desperate to welcome me back into the elitist fold, and roll into the wedding with the kind of confidence Iâve never felt a day in my life.
The planâs a knockout.
Until my fake date cancels minutes before the ceremony.
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One letter from my dearly departed grandfather, and suddenly Iâm on a husband hunt.
Heâs reworked his entire will so Iâm set to inherit far more than I'm entitled to, and all because heâs asked me to use that money for âgood.â
In order to get that inheritance, though, thereâs one stipulation: marriage.
Even with his request, Iâm tempted to stick to my original plan of getting as far from my wretched family as possible, and letting them fight it out.
But then I run into a tall drink of scattered mess outside of a wedding whoâs in desperate need of a date, and the pieces click into place.
I help him, he helps me.
Marriage, money, then go our separate ways.
Easy.
Now all I have to do is stop myself from actually falling for the guy.