The Wife Arrangement by Penny Wylder
Release Date: July 11th
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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I never wanted a wife. Until I met her.
All my life I've been a lone-wolf. My favorite things are fast cars and a glass of brandy after a long day.
Things were perfect. Until my father reminded me he controls my inheritance.
If I don't bring a wife to the next family vacation, he's cutting me off.
I hate having my hand forced...
But I've got a plan.
I asked my assistant to find me the most non-wife-material girl he can dig up.
Once I parade her in front of my father, he'll be begging me to divorce her.
I'll keep my inheritance without having to change my life for anyone.
It seemed so easy.
Then I met her.
She's everything I never knew I wanted.
And when she finds out I picked her because I thought she'd never fit into my world...
It'll break her heart.
This novel contains a hot alpha billionaire who NEEDS a wife. He won't rest until she's locked down with his ring on her finger. NO cheating, lots of kindle-melting actions, and always a happily ever after!
REVIEW:
I love the fake fiance/wife romances, they are always exciting, hilarious, and steamy as hell, watching two people who know nothing about each other slowly fall for each other. Wylder, does a fantastic job creating a steamy entertaining chemistry between two opposite people (opposite as in where they are in life). Fact is Jasper loves cars, racing and anything adrenaline, while Dee feels the same, they are similar in their passion for cars but while Jasper is at the top of his game, Dee is way at the bottom of her luck.
This was the kind of book I needed, fun, fast paced and fan yourself hot! Reading about these two getting to know each other, with the conflict that their relationship is fake was great. These two belong together but with their "contract", Dee wants this internship and Jasper wants to please his father and take over the company, they both have a lot on the line.
Overall this is a must read for someone looking for steamy romance with humor and HEA. The written is spot on and I enjoyed every minute of these characters journey. I always like when a woman surprises a man, Dee does that and then some when Jasper gets to know her, definitely making this one of my favorite Fake Wife romances.
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EXCERPT
“Hi,” I tell the receptionist. “I’m here for the intern program?”
The receptionist doesn’t answer at first. She’s too busy staring off at the far corner of the lobby. I follow her gaze, turning to see two men in deep conversation. One, the older one, looks vaguely familiar. The younger one looks angry, and a lot like the older man, and also… well. I can tell why the receptionist is distracted. Because damn, that man is built.
He has to be, what, 6’4”, 6’5”? And all lean muscle, too. Not body-builder huge, but the sort of guy who could unexpectedly lift you single-handedly and drag you in a fireman’s carry to the nearest bed. With those sharp biceps of his, the cut jawline and razor cheekbones over his perfect bow lips, I could imagine a thing or two to do in bed with him.
Just then, as though sensing my gaze—or maybe the receptionist’s—he turns. I catch a glimpse of dark, sharp eyes. The kind of eyes that could pin you in place with one glance, while he went to work spreading your legs open, bending you over a desk…
My cheeks go hot, and I whip around. Somewhere behind me, I catch a distant shout, and then a door slams. Only then does the receptionist tear her eyes away, back to me. She smiles once, apologetically.
“Just spying on the family drama,” she says with a laugh and a little flutter of a sigh that doesn’t convince me. Sure. Drama. That’s why you were eying Mr. Hunky over there like a fresh cut of steak. “That’s Mr. Quint and his son, Jasper,” she clarifies, in response to my blank stare.
Oh. My eyes widen. That’s why the older man looked familiar. Antoine Quint—I’ve seen his photo in about a thousand magazines, usually in those Magnate of the Year type features, but occasionally in the Rich Older Men (And Their Hot Wives) type categories too. With a father like that, and a mother like the bombshell I’ve seen pictured on Antoine’s arm at red carpet photo shoots, it’s no wonder his son—Jasper—is so distracting.
The receptionist doesn’t answer at first. She’s too busy staring off at the far corner of the lobby. I follow her gaze, turning to see two men in deep conversation. One, the older one, looks vaguely familiar. The younger one looks angry, and a lot like the older man, and also… well. I can tell why the receptionist is distracted. Because damn, that man is built.
He has to be, what, 6’4”, 6’5”? And all lean muscle, too. Not body-builder huge, but the sort of guy who could unexpectedly lift you single-handedly and drag you in a fireman’s carry to the nearest bed. With those sharp biceps of his, the cut jawline and razor cheekbones over his perfect bow lips, I could imagine a thing or two to do in bed with him.
Just then, as though sensing my gaze—or maybe the receptionist’s—he turns. I catch a glimpse of dark, sharp eyes. The kind of eyes that could pin you in place with one glance, while he went to work spreading your legs open, bending you over a desk…
My cheeks go hot, and I whip around. Somewhere behind me, I catch a distant shout, and then a door slams. Only then does the receptionist tear her eyes away, back to me. She smiles once, apologetically.
“Just spying on the family drama,” she says with a laugh and a little flutter of a sigh that doesn’t convince me. Sure. Drama. That’s why you were eying Mr. Hunky over there like a fresh cut of steak. “That’s Mr. Quint and his son, Jasper,” she clarifies, in response to my blank stare.
Oh. My eyes widen. That’s why the older man looked familiar. Antoine Quint—I’ve seen his photo in about a thousand magazines, usually in those Magnate of the Year type features, but occasionally in the Rich Older Men (And Their Hot Wives) type categories too. With a father like that, and a mother like the bombshell I’ve seen pictured on Antoine’s arm at red carpet photo shoots, it’s no wonder his son—Jasper—is so distracting.
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