One year. 

One contract. 

One fake wife I can’t let go of. 

 

As a professional hockey player, I don’t lose—and I don’t do relationships. But my family demands a wife, and I don’t need the distraction. 

 

So I buy one.

One year. 

Two million dollars. 

No feelings. 

It should’ve been simple. 

 

Except she’s everything I didn’t plan for—smart, tempting, impossible to ignore. 

 

My teammates love her. My family is convinced. And I can’t keep my hands off her. 

 

She was only supposed to be temporary.

 

But now she’s mine. 

 

I don’t share. 

I don’t lose. 

And I won’t let her walk away.