A fake marriage to my ex boyfriend’s older brother wasn’t what I had in mind all those years when I planned my wedding as a little girl.
And yet, here I am… holding Logan’s hand and saying my vows.
How did I get here?
Two words – Lottery ticket.
A literal lottery ticket, which let me buy the biggest stake in Logan’s father’s company.
But Logan, himself, was way more alluring than Barlow Technologies.
We had it all planned in our heads.
Get married, secure his position, fulfill my...
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