Henry_Raggins

-WARNING - ADULT AND MATURED SCENES WERE DEPICTED IN THIS BOOK

In the game of love, these two players don't intend to win. 

*Dual POV:*

*Richard Wellington's Story*

Born with a weak heart, billionaire Richard Wellington has always shielded himself from love, fearing the risk of heartbreak. But when his parents insist he chooses a wife from a selection of 15 high-society candidates, Richard must confront his deepest fears.

*Sofia Blake (Reed)'s Story*

Fashion enthusiast Sofia Blake has been burned by love and believes it's a fool's game. Desperate to escape her cruel stepmother and evil stepsisters, Sofia accepts a job as Richard's personal assistant and judge for his wife search. But as she navigates the treacherous waters of high society, Sofia finds herself drawn to the one man she's supposed to resist.

As Richard and Sofia work together, their initial disdain for each other slowly gives way to a forbidden attraction. But with their past heartaches and fears threatening to tear them apart, can they find a way to heal and open their hearts to each other?

Will the Wellington Empire's legacy be secured, or will Richard and Sofia's love be the downfall of everything they hold dear?"

What happens when these two individuals who hate each other and are unreceptive to love, starts growing feelings for each other?

A Wife for the Billionaire

Relief washed over me as the doctor told us that Melissa will be alright.

I sat with her uncle and his family. Our principal, Sir James, was also sitting with us. Melissa didn't have friends so those who had come to the hospital as mere acts of sympathy, they had left hours ago.

Her uncle had asked me to go with them, but I insisted on staying. Bree and Felix, his kids, had looked at me as if I was mental.

They kept staring at me and whispering to each other. I didn't really blame them, I would also be confused if I saw the most popular boy in school hanging around the hospital because of a pariah he has never spoken to before.

My phone had kept ringing. My parents

were worried. It was around 6pm and I was yet to be back.

I didn't believe in God or any of that religious shit people hope and believe in. But that day as we all sat waiting for the doctor, I prayed for Mel to be alright.

RICHARD