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

I have heard and read about a person's life shattering, but none of it came close to experiencing it in reality.

I didn't care if I was disturbing the serenity of this working place, I ran for the elevator. Vera's voice calling,

Normally, I just needed to press the button once, but I didn't care, I kept pounding on the button until the metal doors dinged open.

Once inside, I did the same for the descent button, perhaps it had more to do with not wanting anyone to join me. I sagged to the cold hard floor as the doors sealed shut, like the sudden plunge down, my tears began to fall like a fountain that had been barricaded for a long time. Hot streaks cascading my cheeks, gaining momentum as the memories of seconds ago replayed over and over again in my mind.

SOFIA