The game is on. We are happily married Mr. and Mrs. Mason Harwick. The rules?

1 $5K spending money and a round-trip ticket to a luxury resort in Cabo San Lucas. Check

2 Play my part in front of Mr. Harwick’s family. Check

3 $50’000 in my bank and I never have to see him again? Check

That’s all it was, and that’s all it ever would be. Business. What’s the worst that could happen? I can hardly complain. He’s bloodly gorgeous, period. A charming but ruthless businessman who lives by his own set of rules. A master over himself and everything around him. And for two weeks he’s all mine… Hey, there are perks to every job, right? But now that it’s official. I’m Mrs. bad boy player Harwick! My wildest dream and darkest nightmare all in one… Which one will it be?