Glass-doll beauty. A shy, proper smile. Georgette Montgomery
is the perfect billionaire’s fiancé.
Or she would be, if she existed.
A dark past. A smile that hides everything. At nineteen, Rae Grove escapes her disaster life by pretending to be other people—specifically, whoever the man paying her that night wants her to be.
Until she’s offered enough money for a one-way ticket to a better life. All she has to do is fly toParis and
pretend to be the fiancé of young business tycoon Cohen Ashworth for one month.
Within an hour of meeting Cohen, Rae knows three things about him:
1. He hates everyone and everything.
2. He has abundant wit and a knife-sharp tongue.
3. He uses 2 to make everyone aware of 1.
Before long, Rae’s determined to crack open his unbreakable shell. Cohen’s determined to stay unbroken.
But no one escapes unscathed when two opposite worlds collide.
Or she would be, if she existed.
A dark past. A smile that hides everything. At nineteen, Rae Grove escapes her disaster life by pretending to be other people—specifically, whoever the man paying her that night wants her to be.
Until she’s offered enough money for a one-way ticket to a better life. All she has to do is fly to
1. He hates everyone and everything.
2. He has abundant wit and a knife-sharp tongue.
3. He uses 2 to make everyone aware of 1.
Before long, Rae’s determined to crack open his unbreakable shell. Cohen’s determined to stay unbroken.
But no one escapes unscathed when two opposite worlds collide.
~Teaser~
“So you want me to change.” His jaw is taut.
“You need to change, or you’re not going to get what you
want.” He needs to hear it. “And you’re going to be miserable your whole life—”
“I don’t know how to change!” he says loudly.
I stop, half-expecting the divider separating us from the
driver to roll down, but it doesn’t. We’re still alone in the backseat. I
should be afraid, I should be recoiling the way I do whenever a man raises his
voice to me. But when I reach for the fear, I don’t find it.
All I find is…pity?
“I know what I am. What I’m like.” His voice cracks, just
slightly, but he masters it. “If I could be different, I would. Do you
understand that? I’m not like you. I can’t slip on someone else’s persona like
changing my clothes.”
That stupid twinge of pity turns into a full-fledged needle.
I’m very familiar with that shadow in his voice, because it’s been in my heart
for years. Self-loathing. At least I can escape myself by being other people.
He doesn’t even have that luxury.
Stop it, Rae. Don’t you dare feel sorry for him. He has
everything you’ve ever wanted, remember?
“That’s bullshit,” I say bluntly. “You can change. Anyone
can change. No matter how long they’ve been…bad. No matter what their past is
like.”
I have to believe that.
“Show me.”
“What?”
He turns his full gaze directly on me, and I lose myself for
a brief second in those ice eyes. “Show me how to be someone else. You do it so
easily. You’re getting paid enough, I might as well get some use out of you.”
“You mean like…give you nice lessons?”
He grimaces. “I’d rather we didn’t call it that.”
“Well…” I hesitate.
“Please,” he says emotionlessly. And if I had to bet on it,
I’d say it was damn near the first time that word had passed through those
perfect lips.
L.A. Rose recently made it out of college alive and with an English degree.
She's a habitual beach bum, a cuteness aficionado, and a not-quite-recovered
romance addict. She's a big believer in laughter as medicine and steaminess
as...more medicine. You can never have enough medicine.
She is also the author Adrian Lessons and James Games.
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