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

For the third time, I watched her open her mouth to speak, only for her to shut it the next second.

I was allowing her time to tell me that she didn't mean those words. That it was all a mistake. I was biding my time for her to come to the realization of what she was asking for, and three times now, she almost did.

But for some unknown reason, she keeps deciding against it at the last minute.

What she was asking was impossible, I couldn't just grant her such a demand. A brand, no, it was simply too much.

I massaged my jaw feeling the prickle of my stubble as I stared her down. Hoping that with my intense gaze and my expression hinting at the obvious, a turn down. That she would take the hint and take back her words.

But she didn't. She managed to remain adamant while seeming complaisant at the same time. I watched her raise her finger and drop it before it got to her lips.

RICHARD