When the love of my life is the bad boy instead of the prince...
It was a simple arrangement.
People desperate for a come-up for different reasons.
It wasn't supposed to snowball into real feelings or a fairytale proposal.
And definitely not a surprise pregnancy. To most, my fiancé, Kareem Solomon, is the self-proclaimed, privileged prince of NOLA with a radiant smile and a heart of gold.
His family's deep pockets have managed to hide his missteps.
A year ago, I was hired to help save him from his demons, reel him in from his depression, and rebuild the man his best friend and family once knew and loved.
In exchange, I would get the payout of my dreams and everything I needed to open my restaurant.
The catch? It's his best friend who makes my pulse skitter. Psalm Baptiste is everything I've ever wanted: handsome, poised, and an arrogant demeanor that leaves me dazzled.
Born and bred in the bayou, he wields the power and money to dismantle or rescue my heart.
I didn't know what our agreement would mean for us.
That I would be spellbound by the number of zeros on the check and the essence of him. That signing my name on the dotted line would leave three hearts hanging in a gray area.
That I would become the villain of my own love story.
It's only a matter of time before the truth comes out and everything implodes.
But until then...