I mistook a billionaire for a rockstar and now he’s my fake
fiancé.
At my inaugural event, I'm rocking Seattle with an epic concert.
Spotting the ripped lead guitarist heading backstage, my longtime idol, I seize my chance to get up close and personal.
I sneak in unannounced.
As he sheds his stage persona, revealing dark waves, smoldering eyes, and a chiseled jaw, I'm awe struck.
He strides toward me, eyeing my vibrant purple hair and fishnets.
No words are needed; we both have one thought in mind.
In dawn's light, we realize our mix-up.
He's not a rockstar.
He’s not just the sponsor, but a covertly enlisted aid in my event's success, thanks to my family's doubts in my abilities.
And to add to the twist, he's also my brother's best friend.
But now, it's my turn.
My sponsor-turned-faux-fiancé and I are about to test if revenge truly is best served cold.
