Alannah Reyes has 30 days to save Reyes Bakery in Queens. Debt: $80,421. Derek Cole has one hour to find a fake girlfriend before his mother plays matchmaker again. Tanned, tall, black hair, baby blue eyes, short sexy beard — the Park Ave billionaire who owns a third of Manhattan. His offer: $150 for one hour. $80,000 for three months. Rule 1: No kissing on the lips. It's for show. Rule 2: Queens stays in Queens. Park Ave stays on Park Ave. Rule 3: Don't fall for me. Easy, right? She hates pretty Park Ave boys who think they can buy everything. Until his big tanned hand finds hers. Until baby blue eyes lock on green-gold and can't look away. Until one blizzard, one bed, and one beard scratch on her neck breaks every rule they made. Fake was supposed to be safe. So why does it feel almost real? #billionaire #fakedating #fakeboyfriend #billionaireromance #oneroom #onebed #enemiestolovers #curvygirl #parkave #queens #possessive #slowburn #spicy

My husband divorced me for his 23-year-old sister's best friend — the girl I raised in my kitchen. Sienna. I gave her dresses. Taught her my curry. Told her my food was love. Ethan forgot. He came from nothing, worked under my father Mr. Hale — the NYC glass king who built Hudson Yards with his own bleeding hands, not by watching. My father taught him humility. But the more he learned, the more humble Ethan vanished and became a narcissist. When my father died and my mom lived too much in grief and left, Ethan was NO ONE — until he stole everything. He promised me the world if I just cooked and looked after him. Because my food was the best in the world. I never wanted to be stay-at-home wife. I AM the legacy. He left us with $150. Now I'm in Queens with my girls and the only man who can help is Adrian Stone — Park Avenue, penthouse, $50k stove, fingers that make me taste my own power. He wants me to cook for him. In my apron. Nothing else. And Sienna? She's about to serve MY food at MY restaurant opening.