The Hardy Billionaire Brothers
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Four brothers with an empire to protect.
Rich. Complicated. Commanding.
Impossible to resist.
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Fake dating my enemy so I can design my dream bakery should be easy … as long as I don't fall in love with him.
Dominic Hardy might be an award-winning architectural engineer with fancy degrees and considerable accolades, but he doesn’t know a thing about baking. He probably doesn’t even like sugar.
So when my late stepfather’s will states that Dominic Hardy is set to inherit the Pacific Coast Resort he’d painstakingly designed, as long as my bakery can be plopped in the middle of it, it’s no surprise he balks.
Yet, my jaw drops when the will further requires us to mutually approve plans for my bakery’s design.
His stuffy taste will never mix with my whimsical vibe.
But then Dominic comes to me with a proposal I can’t refuse. He’ll give me everything I want in my bakery as long as I agree to one thing.
Fake date him for five months.
Keep his ex away by pretending we’re in love.
Smile and stare into his piercing green eyes at a gala or two.
Maybe share a kiss.
Nothing extreme.
Five months of acting in love when I really loathe him and his filthy mouth.
Even when he’s using it on me.
This should be a cakewalk.
Except there’s a fine line between love and loathing, and I think I’ve made the colossal mistake of blurring it.
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As my best friend’s brother, Dex Hardy has always been my downfall—older, forbidden, and completely irresistible.
Our paths were never supposed to cross, but they tangled irrevocably during those summer nights where we exchanged forevers and I love yous under the stars.
In secret.
He knew it had to be that way.
Yet, he betrayed our relationship the moment he made it public. So I left him brokenhearted in order to save us both.
Years later, to help my family financially, I signed a six-month contract to perform within the Black Diamond Resort and Casino. It should be easy.
But Dex Hardy is now the cold, ruthless billionaire tycoon who owns it.
And he wants revenge.
When he finds out I have a ring on my finger, he makes his own deal with me:
Leave a man I don't love and get engaged to him instead. Or else.
Six months of calling Dex my fiancé … even if he stares at me with hardened eyes.
Six months of ignoring his electrifying touches and pretending I don’t love him … when I still do.
The problem with faking this engagement is I’m starting to believe in forever with him. Yet, as more truths come to light, my fiancé may never want that with me again.
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My father's business partner will do anything for the empire they built together...Even marry me.
Declan Hardy, All-American heartthrob and retired NFL billionaire, is my complete opposite.
He's commanding where I'm cooperative.
Spontaneous while I am deliberate.
Loud when I stay quiet.
The only thing we have in common is that both our names are on my father's will.
He'll inherit the fitness and hospitality empire and I'll keep the one thing I hold dear.
As long as I marry him—with conditions.
One year of a fake marriage.
One year of living together.
One year of pretending I belong in his luxury lifestyle.
But stipulations are never that simple.
Especially when I can't tell if his kisses are fake or if I'm pretending when I kiss him back.
And as more conditions arise, it's clear there's a fine line between commitment and betrayal... and neither of us knows where that line falls.
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Dimitri Hardy and I were never really supposed to be friends.
He was a risky, over-the-top investor. I was trying to avoid the glamorous lifestyle my parents had raised me in. He was fun and laid back. I was wound tight and dramatic. He had his life put together. I did not.
So having Dimitri witness my breakup was a low moment. Especially since my boyfriend was also my professor, and after cheating on me, he decided to make me redo my master's thesis.
But Dimitri saw an opportunity. He offered to assist with my thesis. In exchange, I would help him gain the trust of the upscale town where I’d grown up—one he’d heavily invested in.
His proposal: Move back home and fake a relationship with him for the summer.
Show my town he’s trustworthy.
Adore one another in public and pretend there’s no desire brewing in private.
It seems like an easy plan.
But what Dimitri doesn’t understand is that a few months in my hometown can ruin you…and one summer of denying my desire of his stolen touches and longing stares just might ruin me too.