Declan Hardy, heartthrob and retired billionaire, is my complete opposite. He's commanding: I'm cooperative. He's loud when I stay quiet.

All we have in common is that both our names are on my father's will. He'll inherit an empire - and I'll keep the one thing I hold dear. But there's a catch: I have to marry him - or at least, pretend to.

One year of fake marriage. One year of living together. But it's not that simple.

Especially when I can't tell if his kisses are fake - and if I'm really still pretending when I kiss him back... There's a fine line between commitment and betrayal... and neither of us knows where it falls.

Declan and I would never work for real - or would we?