Filthy Rich Bastard

I'm screwed. And banging Mia Doyle is my best defense.

Deported? After all these years?

Damn it. This sh-t doesn’t happen to the rich and powerful. I’m not going back. But, they say the only way I can stay is if I marry someone from the States.

Mia's supposed to be off limits. Company policy. But she’s one of the few women who can tolerate me.

F-ck policies. I'm the boss, and I do who—and where—I want.

No questions asked. It’s a win-win.

She’s got something I need—I’ve got something she wants.

Two can play this game. And I’ve got the upper hand—or at least I think I do.

Now, all I have to do is get her to say yes and get the feds to believe our fake love is real... then I'll have to convince my heart it's not.

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