My father left when I was twelve and told me I was the man of the house now.

Twenty years later, I'm still paying for everything he abandoned.

My name is Maeve Kincaid, and I have twenty-seven days to save a firm my grandfather built before it dies in my hands.

I have a brother, Finn, who needs a heart surgery I can't afford.
A staff who hasn't been told how bad it is.
And a board that smells blood in the water.

Then Dashiell Whitford walked into my crisis like he owned it.

Billionaire. Ruthless. The man buying up everything I have left.

I expected him to gut my company and walk away.

Instead, he made me an offer.

A fake engagement. A marriage of convenience. His money for my name, six months of pretending in front of cameras and his cold, watching family.

I said yes because Finn's surgery costs half a million dollars and pride doesn't pay surgeons.

I told myself it was a contract.
I told myself I could share his house, his name, his bed-adjacent life, and feel nothing.

I was wrong about all of it.

Because Dashiell isn't the vulture I built him up to be. He's a man who learned, just like me, that love feels like a debt you can never repay.

And the night it stopped being pretend, he looked at me and said the words I'd spent my whole life bracing against:

"I'm not your enemy, Maeve."

But there's a betrayal already moving in the dark — one that could cost Maeve the firm, the marriage, and the one man she swore she'd never let close.

Bought by the Billionaire is a steamy, emotional fake-engagement billionaire romance about a marriage of convenience, workplace tension, family debt, slow-burn yearning, betrayal, and a second chance neither of them expected.

Perfect for readers who love fake-engagement romance, billionaire marriage-of-convenience drama, forced proximity, grumpy-meets-guarded slow burn, and emotional happily-ever-afters. A standalone romance with a hard-earned happy ending.