I was trapped in the office of a sexy billionaire all because I “attempted” to screw up a wedding at his resort. Just because the groom, my ex-boyfriend, broke up with me weeks before becoming engaged to my cousin, didn’t mean I wanted to mess up their big day. But if the resort owner hottie felt safer keeping me next to him at all times, who was I to argue? Wink. Wink.
Ruining the Billionaire’s Wedding
by: Elizabeth Lynx