In Melanie Marchande's latest novel, a graphic designer and her billionaire boss enter into a marriage of convenience, never expecting the very real feelings they will awaken in one another. Contains mature themes.

This book is a standalone followup to the Top 100 Kindle Store bestseller I Married a Billionaire and I Married a Billionaire: Lost & Found. Writing billionaire tech mogul Daniel Thorne's official biography is no small task. His wife Maddy isn't quite sure how it fell on her shoulders - but she's not exactly complaining. It's given her a rare opportunity to learn about the details of Daniel's life that he's never shared with her before. After a rocky beginning, their relationship has finally settled into something comforting and secure. After a while, Maddy begins to reconsider her once-staunch decision not to have children. Then, one night, a ghost from Daniel's past appears. His father, believed to be dead, has come back in hopes of repairing their relationship. Daniel is devastated by the years-long deception, and suspicious of his father's motives in reappearing after so much time. Old Mr. Thorne has his reasons for disappearing, but how can he possibly repair a relationship that's been so badly fractured by distance and lies? Meanwhile, Maddy gets some unexpected news of her own, and she realizes she must find a way to reach her husband and his father, to knit them all together into a family again. - Excerpt - I walked down the hall towards Daniel's office. Nothing had changed; the hallway still smelled the same, the carpet still felt the same under my shoes. And yes, his sharp-faced assistant, Alice, was still there. She gave me a curt nod as I went to the door and pushed it open, not bothering to stop and let myself be announced. Daniel was kneeling by the window, watering one of his plants. He'd taken his jacket off and rolled up his sleeves, and as I slowly shut the door behind me, I saw him reach out and touch the bottom of one of the leaves, laying it out over his hand and leaning down to look at it more closely. The click of the door made him look up. "Is something wrong?" was, of course, the first thing that came out of his mouth. In retrospect, I probably did nothing to assuage this fear when I rushed to him silently and threw my arms around him, holding him tightly, resting my head on his chest. He was frozen for a moment, but then he wrapped his arms around me. By now, I was used to the idea that returning an embrace would never be a reflex for him. "No," I said, finally. "I just love you, that's all." "I love you too," he said, with a mild surprise still registering in his voice. I pulled back, looking at his face. The sort of taken-aback expression, and his overall rumpled and thrown-off appearance, was almost painfully adorable. "I just wanted to see you," I said. "I'm sorry if this is a bad time." "Yes," he said, his face finally relaxing into a smile. "I'm very busy with my plants, as you can see." "Well, I'm sorry. They're just going to have to wait." It was a strange feeling, being in this room again - he hadn't even rearranged the furniture since the first day I'd walked in here and he'd handed me a contract proposing a fake marriage, with his disgraced lawyer sitting uncomfortably in the corner. "It's nice to know some things never change," I said. "Are you referring to me, or the room?" "Both. Maybe. I'm not sure." My head was buzzing, and I could feel my throat beginning to grow dry. But this time, it wasn't a sign of an impending panic attack. That, I was sure of. "Did you used to be different, or did I just get to know you better?" "Both," he said, with his arms still around my waist, holding me close. The heat of his body was making my knees feel weak. "I'm an acquired taste." "I don't know," I said, softly. "Personally, I always liked it."

Maddy Wainright has given up on marriage - and men. After dating way too many losers who aren't capable of appreciating her for who she is, she's about ready to resign herself to a life of spinsterhood. Until her insanely rich boss Daniel Thorne comes along with an offer she simply can't refuse. He proposes a marriage of convenience - one that would allow Maddy to live in the lap of luxury for a year, and Mr. Thorne to stay in the country that has become his home. At the end of their arrangement, Maddy will walk away with a cool two million dollars. All she has to do is move into his mansion, put on a convincing show in public, and endure a few INS interviews, for which she will be thoroughly prepped. It's a big risk, but one Maddy might just be willing to take, considering the payoff. At first, it's all business. But when the gentle touches, passionate kisses, and lingering looks they have to give each other in public start spilling over into their private life, Daniel and his devious mind take Maddy to heights of pleasure she's never experienced. And the more she gets to know him, the more she feels that wistful tug in her chest every time he puts his arm around her in public. Before long, she finds herself wishing it were real. As time goes on, Maddy finds herself wondering if two million dollars will be enough to cover the cost of repairing a broken heart. But Mr. Thorne may have yet another secret in store...

A stand-alone novel, featuring characters in the "Billionaire romance" series, according to information on amazon.com

When Maddy Thorne agreed to marry her billionaire boss in order to keep him in the country, she never would have guessed they'd actually stay together. But over a year later, she's still happily married to the slightly eccentric, maddeningly attractive Daniel. As he begins to come out of his shell and turn into the figurehead that his growing technology company needs, Maddy finds herself dealing with a whole new set of problems. And despite his newfound openness, he's still keeping secrets. Even from her. But despite her misgivings and the ever-present prattle of journalists, really, Maddy can't complain. Then, a frantic late-night phone call changes everything. Daniel has been accused of illegal insider trading. His assets frozen, he suddenly finds himself at the center of a media circus and a trial under a merciless judge with no way out. Maddy wants to support him, but it seems all Daniel wants to do is crawl back into his shell. In the midst of the chaos, Maddy receives an offer to display her drawings at one of the most influential galleries in the city. Pulled in two directions even as her life crashes down around her, will Maddy allow Daniel to keep pushing her away, or will she find a way to pull him back? - Excerpt - Before the entrees came, I actually tried to involve myself in the conversation. And they weren't - excluding me, exactly, it was just that neither one of them looked at me very often, or responded directly to something I'd said. Mostly, it seemed like I was just talking to myself. So I finally gave up. I focused on my meal when it came, refusing to let myself get upset that the two of them seemed about ready to crawl under the table. After all, we were all responsible adults here. It wasn't like anything was going to actually...happen. Because if it started to, I'd stab her with my fork. I had to snicker at the thought, covering my mouth with my napkin. As if anyone was going to notice. "What's so funny?" said Daniel, as if on cue, looking at me for the first time in about twenty minutes. "Nothing," I said, because that seemed like a better answer than oh, just trying to figure out if you'd be horrified or aroused if me and Gen got into a massive, nail-breaking, hair-pulling fight over you across the table. Gen glanced at me briefly, then went back to her salad. I fumed. There was a tiny rational corner of my brain that told me I might just be imagining things, or at least exaggerating them. And even if I wasn't, so what? Daniel wasn't really the type to pursue a torrid affair as a married man. At least...I didn't think so. But it was that sort of deep-seated, irrational jealousy that's not necessarily the product of anything you might call "real." I knew nothing was going to happen between them, and I knew most of Gen's reactions to him were probably subconscious. She wanted him. Who could blame her? But she wasn't going to get him. He was mine. The thought hit me like a ton of bricks, and it left me feeling lightheaded and tingly, in a way that I was pretty sure had nothing to do with the wine I'd been drinking all night. This man, as utterly infuriating and downright heartbreaking as he could be sometimes - was...all mine. Nobody else's. Nobody else had the right to touch him like I could, or crawl into bed with him at night, or see him the way I saw him. In spite of how well he might close himself off, and in spite of how distant he could be sometimes, I was still privy to a version of Daniel Thorne that no one else got to see. No one else could watch his face transform when he lost control - his pupils blown wide open, almost swallowing the irises in blackness - his lips parted - the way he'd almost bare his teeth, the little noises - and then afterwards, the smile. The way his whole body would sag, relaxed. That little performance was a privilege that I, and I alone, could enjoy.

If any of my over-protective brothers ask, I'm pregnant via immaculate conception. Otherwise, the baby I'm carrying could be the death of one hot billionaire... Jo After a succession of relationships bad enough to set a Guinness World Record, running into a ruggedly handsome billionaire feels like a sign. Edgar is from out of town, mesmerizing, and his voice reminds me of Louisiana heat. Just listening to him makes my toes curl. So I throw aside all caution and spend the hottest night of my life in his bed, knowing we'll never see each other again. Until a positive pregnancy test brings him back into my life. And now he only wants to marry me to do right by the baby, but here's the thing... I'll never settle. I want what my parents have: true love. Nothing--not even the electric chemistry that crackles every time Edgar and I are together--will deter me from that goal. Edgar Love is like alcohol. It destroys clarity and impairs judgment. I've seen my parents making one bad decision after another in the name of love, destroying our family. But Jo wants love before she'll marry me. So I'll approximate it. Unlike my father, I'll make sure my child knows she's cherished (contrary to what Jo thinks, I know it's a girl). I'm too sensible to fall in love and disrupt my already well-ordered life, even though every second I spend with her feels like skydiving without a parachute...

This is book 3 in Marj's story. Marj has fallen hard for the billionaire. But she's not sure where Brandon stands. Does he really want to have a life together? Or is he just using her to meet the terms of the will, so he can collect a massive fortune? SERIES: Jack & Britt The Boss's Son - Part 1 The Boss's Son - Part 2 The Boss's Son - Part 3 Spinoff - Marj's Story (Britt's best friend) Accidentally Married To The Billionaire - Part 1 Accidentally Married To The Billionaire - Part 2 Accidentally Married To The Billionaire - Part 3 Spinoff - Charlie (Jack's brother) Swept Away: Charlie's Story Breathless: Charlie's Story Safe in His Arms: Charlie's Story rom-com, rom com, love story, love stories, contemporary crush, love story, romance love, new adult romance, billionaire obsession, contemporary romance and sex, romance billionaire series, melody anne billionaire bachelors series, billionaire romance, romantic comedy, billionaire, new adult, second chances, comedy, humor, rich, quick read, serial, series, funny, female protagonist, novel, secret, alpha male, literature, story, stories, hero, fiction, box, box set, boxed, boxed set, romance, billionaire romance, seduction, sexy, sensual, urban, contemporary, 21st century, current, workplace, office, boss, work