Blurb: Adrian Verrall has spent his life keeping House of Verrall's cracks hidden behind three generations of good taste. Wren Collin built NOIR & Co. out of nothing, and she's not about to let a man with a legacy he didn't earn look down on what she had clawed together with her own hands. They've spent two years perfecting the art of tearing each other apart in public, until the deal that could save both their companies depends on them looking like they've never wanted anything less than each other's blood. So they lie: they tell the world they're together. Rule one: it's not real. Rule two: no one finds out. Rule three: it ends the moment the ink dries. But somewhere between the staged touches and the stolen glances, the rules stop mattering. Then the truth comes out in the worst way possible, and everything they built collapses in the same breath. Now they have to figure out if what they had was ever pretend, or if the only lie was thinking they could walk away when it was over. Enemies. Rivals. Liars. And maybe, the real thing all along.