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 was this close to calling her back.

My finger laid just a touch away from dialing her number, until I decided not to.

The bitch was really pushing my limits. After explicitly telling her not to end the call, she fucking did.

And of all nights, this particular night after I saved her stupid ass from being entangled with a man she did not love for the rest of her life. Without my intervention, in two weeks time she would have walked the aisle and said 'I do' whether she wanted to or not.

I still don't know why she couldn't tell her stepmom no, or even speak up against the ill treatment leveled on her by those she called stepsisters. But there had to be something other than the kindness they bestowed on her by taking her in, there had to be more to it.

Whatever it was, it was efficient. It subdued her to the very least. Perhaps I would ask the ever ready to please dowager and have that power over the blasted girl.

RICHARD