King Size

My one-night-stand wants me to pose as his queen. He's insufferable. Cocky. And hotter than sin itself. I'll say yes--to get my family out of debt. Then I'm gone. But I'm pregnant with two heirs to the throne. And this king-size lie is starting to feel real. Owen: I never wanted to be king-and I never planned on having a wife. But my big brother abdicated, and this playboy prince is stuck with the job. There are a thousand airbrushed duchesses knocking on my door, But I've got a different kind of woman in mind. Norah's wild, loud-mouthed, and American. Everything about her f*cking turns me on. It's a marriage of convenience. A fake wife for a real king. That's what I told her. She says she hates me, but her body tells a different story when I get her behind closed doors. With each taste of her luscious lips, each sassy turn of her hips, I want her even more. Not just for now. Forever. When a man shows up at my coronation, telling me he owns her- He's going to be sorry he ever stepped foot in my kingdom. Norah is my queen. And I'll be damned if I let anyone else get their hands on her. I'll sacrifice everything to protect her, even if she is the most royal pain I've ever met.