The Billionaire's Substitute Romance

with my husband tonight, or you'll

dential suite of the Ruy H

with disdain. To Phoebe, he was nothing more than an illegitimate heir, unworthy of her time. She had t

ssed paths with Rowan, as he had

he moment Rowan returned, Phoebe wo

randmother, who was taken away as leverage. "F

presidential suite. It

s the massive bed. The man

-the man she had been "ma

to be so young. And cert

hesitated for only a moment

reached for his belt,

brushed against his

seizing her wrist. In an instant, she was yanked

avy and intoxicating. His warm breath

was deep

to catch her breath be

is piercing gaze now locked onto

. Then, she leaned in, pressing her lips against his. "Shh," she whispered

*

xt mor

rds in black suits stood guard outside the presi

the headboard. His fingers idly tapped ag

country, he had been whisked off to a business dinner, only

p, he had seen a wo

uld wake up while being in

o seduce him, yet none had dared to force t

e had disappeared

at least had the sense to run-knowing full well he

th a stark patch of dried blood standi

ening. A virgin. And yet, she had been

etary, strode inside urgently. "W

she?" Row

e," Clive

the words settled, fragments of a

other, Old Mrs. Hayes. He had never given much thought to his marriage to Phoebe, who had been brought in a c

the woman in his bed last nigh

mperial Manor," Rowan

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ial M

met Phoebe's eyes. "I did

barely concealed beneath her collar. Those imprints had been

e wasn't

oncerned, I am Rowan's wife. Rowan is the head of the Hayes family. Your time