Andrea Campbell has been dealt a lot of hands by life, growing up with a mean single mother. When her husband of three years cheats on her right in their matrimonial bed, her life officially collapses.
The scandal spreads fast.
Rumours flying around town that she was just like her mother. 
The divorce papers signed as soon as possible but unknown to her ex-husband removed her name from the lease of their house.

Homeless, she goes back to her mother’s house.

Matthew Mayfield– arrogant, infuriating, and the billionaire heir to a powerful tech company and also happened to be her high school Bully.

Meant to take over from his deceased father he finds out about a clause that was agreed upon by his father and the board of directors
 
Marriage.
He had to be married before he could take his rightful place. A blind date makes for an unlikely reunion.

His offer is simple:
Two years. One contract marriage. No emotions.
But fake marriages are dangerous things.
Because Andrea is hiding a secret that could destroy everything.

An eight-year-old daughter she had immediately after high school that the world doesn’t know about.
When a photo from her past suddenly resurfaces online, exposing the truth to millions, the marriage comes under scrutiny from the press.

When Andrea finds an anonymous message at her front door containing evidence to prove that the marriage was fake.
It becomes a war for reputation, trust, and survival.

Finally alone in the car I let out a breath I did not know I was holding in, I reached out to grab my phone to check if I had any meeting set up for this evening or anything important I had to attend to.


Before I had the chance to, a message popped up on the screen


 The charts showed that I had over three hundred messages that I had ignored.


Well some of us have actual work to do, and did not want to engage in the activities of sending random stickers like a twelve year old boy undergoing puberty. I opened up the messages anyways.


Christopher: You didn't tell us you got a girlfriend


Pierce: A baddie at that, do you mind sharing *wink emoji


I sighed before closing the chats hastily and pulling into the road, the sound of the tires of my Audi R7 against the asphalt on the road and the engine the only things I could hear.


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