The thorn in my side, Christian Ajax, is my fake husband. And, as if fate is playing a cruel joke, I’m now carrying his baby. We've been at each other's throats since we were kids, always bickering, always fighting. I need him to save my studio, and he needs me to escape the clutches of his past. It was all meant to be a simple deal, nothing more. The first night with him wasn't what I expected. His every touch ignites a fire in me, and I find myself surrendering to the flames. What started as a pretense now feels so real. I'm not one who believes in HEA. But my life is about to get so complicated as I'm staring at these two pink lines.