A Forgotten Promise

<p><strong>In the headlines he's my husband. In private he's my nemesis.</strong></p><p></p><p>I used to have it all: the fame the fortune the freedom. Until it all came crashing down. </p><p></p><p>Betrayed by those I trusted and burned out I return to New York hoping for a fresh start. My trust fund will help me with that. One issue: I need to marry to access it. </p><p></p><p>Enter Cormac Quinn. A powerful <strong>billionaire</strong>. My <strong>brother's enemy</strong>. A man as ruthless as he's gorgeous. </p><p></p><p>Imagine my disdain when I walk blindly into a meeting to arrange my <strong>fake marriage</strong> and the devil himself stares at me. </p><p></p><p>His intense gaze holds mine. That look has women worshiping at his feet. Well I'm not one of them. </p><p></p><p>I don't want his eyes on me. I don't want his money. I don't want his attention. I only need him to gain my financial freedom. </p><p></p><p>And the minute I'll have it I'm done with this (in)<strong>convenient marriage</strong>. </p><p></p><p>I would only pose as <strong>his wife</strong> for a few months. I can even have fun with it. At his expense. </p><p></p><p>But the man is set on owning me on controlling me. </p><p></p><p>Everybody is just a pawn in Cormac Quinn's game. And I have just become one. </p>