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

It was stupid, but I didn't hasten my steps until I was sure the woman had left.

It wasn't that I didn't believe that there were few good ones left in this cruel world, but I have been too badly treated by life not to raise an eyebrow at her kindness.

I even thought the woman was a serial killer, and God knows, those heartless bastards are usually very kind from the onset.

When I was convinced, she was really gone. The only sign of her being there before, was the disarray of fallen leaves and the faint trail of her tires.

I dashed for the Blake Mansion, just a bend from Leek Park and a few trots in, I stood before the looming façade of the mansion.

Instinctively, my eyes went to that corner I had huddled in until daybreak. A shiver ran through my spine as I witnessed involuntary flashes of that memory flooded my mind.

SOFIA