Justin Kensington

The night I caught my fiancé balls-deep in my identical twin, I should have walked away. Instead I stormed into her loft to end her—and ended up pinned against the wall with her tongue in my mouth. Now Diane Forsythe is the only thing I crave, and every stolen kiss, every secret touch, digs us deeper into a betrayal that could burn our entire powerful family to the ground. The worst part? I don’t know if I want to stop her… or if I’ll ever be able to.

Catherine Collingwood is about to lose her late mother's bookshop unless she proves she's "settled down" in her estranged grandmother's twisted will. The only man who can help? Malcolm Beaumont—the guarded architect from the rival family that once tried to buy the building, the same man she's quietly resented for years. One fake engagement, three months of shared apartment living and family dinners, and they both get what they want... until the lines between resentment and raw attraction start to blur in ways neither of them can fake.