Accidentally Marrying the Billionaire

MIKE

I don’t believe in romance. I believe in efficiency and problem-solving.

So agreeing to marry a princess I’ve never met isn’t impulsive—it’s practical.

Except Evelyn is nothing like I expect. She’s funny, down-to-earth, and completely unflappable. Gorgeous curves aside, she’s far too calm about marrying a stranger.

I assume she’s adaptable. Tough. Ready for the reality of this marriage.

Turns out, she thinks it’s fake.

By the time the truth comes out, it’s already too late. Because I didn’t marry a princess.

I married a civilian with a sharp wit, zero fear, and no intention of following my rules—and now I want the one woman I was never supposed to keep.

EVELYN

I came to Las Vegas for an immersive murder-mystery game.

So the bridal suite and wedding gown make sense. At first.

My groom, Mike, is charming, intense, and ridiculously handsome. He whisks me to a cute chapel, slips a stunning ring on my finger, and kisses me like he means it.

WOWZA.

Then reality hits.

He thought he was marrying a princess. I thought it was all pretend.

Now I’m legally married to a man who thrives on control, treats emotions like a design flaw, and looks at me like I’m a problem he didn’t plan for—which is wildly inconvenient, because he might be the best decision I’ve ever accidentally made.