The Exception

<p><strong style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)><em>When my former boss-a man known as a cold heartless billionaire-proposes to me I think he must be joking.</em></strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Except I know Graham Mackenzie well enough to know he doesn't joke.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>He's brooding keenly intelligent and fifteen years older than me. And the deal he's offering...is no laughing matter.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I need money to save a château and fulfill a promise to my great-aunt and he needs a wife.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>After two years if we can pull this off we'll go our separate ways.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>It's supposed to be a business agreement-nothing more. But the longer we pretend the more I feel like I see the real Graham. And I find myself wishing for something real.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>A marriage of convenience seemed like the perfect solution. At least until I started developing real feelings for my fake husband.</span></p>