Dirty Deal

Blake Sterling. Tortured alpha. Bossy CEO. And my new fiance.Those piercing blue eyes, that sad smile, those strong shoulders-- they¿re mine.No. It¿s more like I¿m his. Whenever he needs me to smile at a stranger, whenever he needs me to pose for another pretty picture, whenever he needs me to strip for his viewing pleasure--I¿m his.We¿re convincing the world we¿re madly in love. Every sweet kiss, every loving whisper, every long embrace¿ all of it is fake.The two of us alone, in his office, dirty demands falling from his perfect lips... that part is real.But what about when he¿s kissing me in private, whispering sweet nothings in my ear, peeling back the walls around his heart?Where exactly is the line between real and pretend?