I agreed to fake-date my brother’s best friend. I didn’t plan on begging him to break every rule he ever made for me.
Levi Sinclair is off-limits—grumpy, possessive, and built like sin in a tailored suit. He treats me like something fragile and dangerous, and it makes me want him more.
After someone breaks into my apartment, I move into his penthouse. There’s only one bed, too much tension, and a fake relationship that feels way too real.
Late nights turn into shared sheets, stolen touches, and the way he says my name like it wrecks him. I swear I won’t fall for him—until I already have.
Then he shows up bleeding, knuckles split from putting the man who touched me through a wall—and he promises no one will ever touch me again.
Loving him means choosing the man who would ruin himself just to keep me safe.
Now I’m staring at two pink lines. And the only man I trust to protect me just confessed he can’t have children.
What starts as a break-in changes to her brother calling his friend to help protect her. She’s had feeling for him in the past but they are long gone. He won’t admit he also had feelings because if he lets himself go it leads to danger. Once long time ago someone he cared for died and he vowed never again. All he knows is safety. But what do you do when she won’t listen? She insists on being in the middle of all of it.