He’s offering me 10 million dollars to be his fake fiancee . There’s just one problem: I hate him. Adrian Cole destroyed my father. Took his company. His reputation. Everything. Now he wants me to play the role of his perfect fiancee for 6 months. The money would save my dad. The contract would put me close enough to ruin Adrian back. It should be easy. Rule 1: No feelings. Rule 2: No touching. Unless the cameras are on. Rule 3: Don’t fall in love with the devil. But his cold touch burns. His dark eyes see right through me. And the line between fake and real is disappearing fast. I signed the contract to destroy him. What if he ends up destroying me instead?