When my former boss-a man known as a cold, heartless, billionaire-proposes to me, I think he must be joking. Except I know Graham Mackenzie well enough to know he doesn't joke. He's brooding, keenly intelligent, and fifteen years older than me. And the deal he's offering...is no laughing matter. I need money to save a château and fulfill a promise to my great-aunt, and he needs a wife. After two years, if we can pull this off, we'll go our separate ways. 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. A marriage of convenience seemed like the perfect solution. At least until I started developing real feelings for my fake husband.