Naomi's Law
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Naomi
When everything I've worked for is threatened, I'll do whatever it takes to protect it-even if it means marrying the one man I can't stand. He may be my only ticket to securing my inheritance, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. I've learned the hard way that love isn't reliable. It's a dangerous game I won't play again. It's simple: I'll play the game, but I'll never let him in. Naomi's Law: never trust anyone with your heart.
Christopher
I've spent years on the sidelines, watching Naomi from a safe distance, convinced I could never get close to the woman I've always wanted. But now she's bound to me by a contract neither of us asked for. She wants nothing to do with me, but I see through her walls. I don't just want her for six months. I want forever. But Naomi doesn't believe in love, and I have no intention of following the rules. I'm determined to break her law-and maybe, just maybe, change her mind.
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