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A Fake Dating/Marriage Billionaire Romance K E Osborn USA Today Bestselling Author FATEFUL HEARTS A Fake Dating/Marriage Billionaire Romance K E Osborn USA Today Bestselling Author Copyright 2023 K E Osborn All Rights Reserved This book is a work of fiction. Any references to real events, real people, and real places are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are produc...
A Fake Dating/Marriage Billionaire Romance K E Osborn USA Today Bestselling Author FATEFUL HEARTS A Fake Dating/Marriage Billionaire Romance K E Osborn USA Today Bestselling Author Copyright 2023 K E Osborn All Rights Reserved This book is a work of fiction. Any references to real events, real people, and real places are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, organizations, or places is entirely coincidental. All rights are reserved. This book is intended for the purchaser of this e-book ONLY. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping, or by any information storage retrieval system, without the express written permission of the author. All songs, song titles, and lyrics contained in this book are the property of the respective songwriters and copyright holders. Disclaimer: The material in this book contains graphic language and sexual content and is intended for mature audiences ages 18 and older.Credit: The wedding ceremony was based on the following script from the AMM Website. Click here for details. ISBN: 978-1922489654 Editing by Swish Design & Editing Proofreading by Swish Design & Editing Book design by Swish Design & Editing Cover design by Designs By Dana Cover Image Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved BLURB A Fake Dating/Marriage Billionaire Romance from USA Today Bestselling Author K E Osborn. Some might see me as heartless… Because at work, I am cold, calculating, ruthless, and I demand nothing but the best. No exceptions. But when in fact—I’m craving the woman I can’t have. We all know there are rules that can’t be broken. I made the mistake of wronging my business partner, Nash, once before. I won’t do it again, not if I want to keep my position by his side in this company. But my eyes are firmly set on his PA. Zoey Zavorelli—the sassy, single mother. Sexy. Methodical. Alluring. Far too tempting. There’s only one problem—no office romance. Nash’s rules are strict. But an opportunity presents itself when Zoey’s ex tells her he’s getting married, and I can’t help myself. I tell him we’re dating, and now we have to pretend to be in a relationship for the next two weeks until his wedding. Will this be exactly what we need, or will it cause our fateful hearts to break? Fateful Hearts is a Fake Dating/Marriage Billionaire Romance. There is steam, angst, and the villain you will want to throw things at repeatedly. But hold on to your hats because you’ll fall in love with this cinnamon roll alpha, and how he treats Zoey’s seven-year-old daughter will melt your heart. Immerse yourself in the world of the New Orleans billionaire lifestyle and fall in love with an alpha. HEA guaranteed. DEDICATION To Addison. I feel like you are my mini-twin. There’s so much of us that is the same in our lives, and I think that is why this book means a lot to me. Because parts of this book remind me of us. Of our lives. You are truly a blessing in my life, and I love you so much. You are so brave and so special—I love you more than anything. Keep being the most beautiful person you are. Because no one shines as bright as you. TABLE OF CONTENTS BLURB DEDICATION TABLE OF CONTENTS CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN CHAPTER FOURTEEN CHAPTER FIFTEEN CHAPTER SIXTEEN CHAPTER SEVENTEEN CHAPTER EIGHTEEN CHAPTER NINETEEN CHAPTER TWENTY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR EPILOGUE ACKNOWLEDGMENTS CONNECT WITH ME ONLINE ABOUT THE AUTHOR CHAPTER ONE Zoey They say that when you become a mother, there is no feeling like it in the world. I can personally attest to that fact. When I look down into the sparkling blue eyes of my twelve-month-old daughter, Hailee, I know I would move heaven and earth for her. I would do absolutely anything for her. Kill for her. Die for her. Walk over hot coals for her. So why the fuck am I sitting here at three in the morning, holding Hailee as she cries, waiting for her asshole of a father to come home to us again? This routine is all too familiar. Every time she cries, I hold out hope that Kyle will be here to dry her tears, to change her diaper. Hell, let me be the one to shower in peace. It’s so fucking hard when I’m raising this gorgeous child all on my own, and he is off doing some shit every night. Kyle thinks I’m stupid. He tells me that because he is growing his business, he needs to spend his time working at all hours. But you tell me, what construction worker works all day and into the night and is still out at three in the morning? Then comes home smelling of perfume and booze? The kind who’s out cheating on his girlfriend, that’s who. So yeah, he thinks I’m an idiot. And maybe I am. Because, for some reason, I sit around waiting for things to change. Sniffling, a tear slowly falls down my cheek, and I shake my head while giving her a bottle I know I should be trying to ween her off of. But, honestly, it’s the last thing I’m focused on. Kyle and I have known each other since high school—being high school sweethearts—is the only reason I have stayed this long. But the fact we have a daughter, and he still won’t commit to me, still won’t put a ring on my fingers, tells me everything. And I’ve overlooked it for far too long. I’m wasting my time. He’s no good for me… … or, more importantly, for our daughter. And I, one hundred percent, must do what’s best for her. I’m drowning,