Madilyn Lasher

"Why did you drag me out here," I asked, folding my arms across my chest.
"I think I have a way where we can solve both of our problems," he began. "I'm proposing that you be my future bride, and in exchange, I will help fund your research department and your parent's shop however I can."
"Okay, but why me? I mean, you have a horde of women pursuing you. Why not just date one of them?" I asked
"Because they actually want to marry me. You are…decent enough to get the job done," he said with a snide smile on his face.
"We are going to have to work on your complementing skills, I see," I muttered.
"Look, are you in or not?" Grey demanded.
I sighed. There wasn't much of a downside to taking the deal. If anything went wrong, I could always pull out of it, right?
I nodded, "I'm in."

Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor was created by Madilyn Lasher, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor

Marceline's home was nice and warm, the sun was setting outside, and a chill had started outside. Her home, with its mismatched furniture and books strewn about, felt more like a home than my own. I had never really taken a closer look. Our first meeting had been so quick I never truly looked around.


While her parents cooked in the kitchen, I wandered around. They had several bookshelves filled with books and picture frames. There were pictures of Marceline as a child, her cheeks chubby and hair a frazzled mess.


I picked up one where tiny Marceline was shoving a dandelion into her mouth, "I see you came out of the womb with plant experience," I said, showing her the picture.


She laughed, "My mother said that I quickly learned which plants were edible since I was always sticking the pretty ones into my mouth."


Chapter 38: Made With Love