Making It While Faking It

Sure he's a billionaire. Sure he's tall, dark, and handsome to the extreme. But he's more so crabby, frigid, and a regular storm cloud. And yes, he's my new fake fianc.The rumor is true, yet if asked, I'll deny that I am marrying Achilles Lord for the money.

Shocking... I know.Yes, I'm an heiress.Newsflash. Not all heiresses are rich and fabulous.My dad cut me off from the family trust ten years ago. He claimed he had to do it because I spent money as if it grew on trees.

Whatever.

Ever since then, I've been making it on my ownsort of. I recently invested just about every dime I have into my beloved restaurant. Now, I'm broke, and my restaurant is in jeopardy of failing.However, my dad just showed up out of the blue. He needs me, and he makes me an offer. Marry one of the Lord brothers, and I will receive my portion of the family trust plus back pay.Oh boy is his timing perfect or...