Whoever said money can’t buy happiness is a liar. Take it from me. It buys loads of thrills. That is until my father sabotages me with a contingency. To have all my riches? I need a wife. Talk about old school. When I catch wind of a dating agency that helps billionaire bachelors like me, I see an opportunity. Appease my dad. Pretend to have a bride for six months. Give her the money. Walk away single and with my fortune. Easy, right? If only. She’s the beauty to my beast. The girl the agency gives me is all kinds of trouble in a sexy hourglass. The worst part? My family loves her. Mom wants grandchildren. Dad wants a legacy. I thought I knew what I wanted. But now I only want her.
Author
Hey there. I'm Weston. Have we met? No? Well it's time to end that tragedy. I'm a former firefighter/EMS guy who's picked up the proverbial pen and started writing bad boy romance stories. I co-write with my sister, Ali Parker, but live in Texas with my wife, my two little boys, my daughter, two dogs, three cats, and a turtle. Yep. A turtle. You read that right. Don't be jealous. You're going to find Billionaires, Bad Boys, Military Guys and loads of sexiness. Something for everyone, hopefully. I'd love to connect with you. Check out the links below and come find me.
