My boss wrote the rule: no relationships between executives and staff. Then he asked me to marry him.

Damian Durand doesn't ask for things. He acquires them. So when his grandfather's will gives him ninety days to find a wife or lose his company, he slides a contract across my desk like I'm just another deal to close. Twelve months. Separate bedrooms. Every cent of my debt ? gone.

I negotiated terms with the most ruthless man in the city and thought I'd won.

But contracts don't cover the way he looks at me when he thinks I'm not watching. They don't cover hotel rooms with one bed, or practice kisses that don't stop when the cameras do. And they definitely don't cover falling for a husband who signed a document promising never to love me.

He broke his own rule to marry me. Now I'm going to make him break the rest.

The Fiancée Clause is book 1 in the Inheritance Clauses series. Standalone HEA, no cheating, no cliffhanger. Heat level: scorching.