Accidental Husband

What have I done?
I can't believe I've screwed up this badly.
Okay. Calm down. Breathe in. Breathe out.
I can fix this. I just need to get this accidental marriage annulled...
before my husband finds out I'm pregnant with his baby.

Hot as sin. Richer than God. Notorious modelizer.

That's Luke Alder. The guy I see on TV the morning after my drunken adventure in Vegas, walking out of a wedding chapel... with me.

What a mess.

But at least the solution is obvious. I just need to get this marriage annulled. Easy, right?

Except I'm also pregnant. With Luke's baby. A stranger's baby. (I mean, technically he's my husband. But still.)

One problem at a time, though. I need to get Luke's signature on the annulment papers first. When we're no longer husband and wife, I'll tell him about the baby.

But then, as if I'm not already neck-deep in crap, I walk into my new office on my first day of work... and there he is. My husband. He has bought the company I work for, and now he's also my boss.

Lunch meetings. Business trips. How am I supposed to hide my pregnancy when he won't leave me alone?

His gaze blazes with red-hot need. His touch brands my skin with an unquenchable yearning. His voice, whispering all the right words, spreads desire like wildfire throughout my body.

He wants to claim me as his own. His possession. And if he keeps this up, I might just give in.