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Billionaire’s Bride Bargain

Millie Adams

Matias paused for a moment. “Your contract with me ends next week.”

“Exactly. And if I leave you in the rubble that is going to be...smoldering when all of this comes out, it’s going to reflect badly on me. On my company.” And she was not a billionaire with generational wealth. She was worried about herself.

“And for a second I thought you cared.”

“We have to fix this. We have to... We need a bigger boat.”

“I don’t know what that means.”

“If you have a big shark, you need a bigger boat. That’s...that’s what I know. This is going to hit the headlines, and it is going to create a sensation. You have to make a bigger sensation.”

“I’m listening,” he said.

“What would be the biggest thing? The biggest thing...” She turned to him suddenly. “You have to get married.”

He stared at her for a moment, long and hard. “You’re right, Augusta. I have to get married. And I think I should marry you.”

CHAPTER ONE

The Pitbull is on board.

SHESENTTHEtext off quickly.

Woof.

That was the response from Irinka, which waslikedby the rest of the chat.

Auggie, short for Augusta, looked down at her phone and allowed her lips to twitch, just slightly. Then she looked up at her boss and his current companion of choice.

Auggie didn’t judge women for associating with Matias.

A light shone upon him.

He was the single most beautiful man Auggie had ever seen. Tall and broad shouldered, with hair black as a raven’s wing, and eyes like the night sky. They were different sorts of black, she had always thought.

The raven’s wing spoke to the glossy, sleek nature of his hair.

The night sky spoke to the perils of space and the inevitable destruction a woman might face if she were to be pulled into his orbit.

Still, though, she couldn’t blame the woman.

Matias was responsible for his own appalling behavior.

Though the media enabled him, in her humble opinion.

Glorious Golden Retriever Matias Balcazar Seen Out and About With New Woman!

Golden retriever, her well-rounded behind.

The man was a pitbull.

He would eat your children.

It was how he’d gotten his nickname in the group text, which was appropriately named Work Wives.