The Ashford Syndicate

The Wrong Bride at the Altar

My sister ran from her arranged marriage. I wore her dress. The don lifted my veil and said, 'You're not Valeria.'

My sister ran away from her arranged marriage. My mother put me in her dress. Roman Ashford discovers the switch the moment he lifts my veil, and I refuse to keep pretending. But the repair yard I've spent five years holding together faces a Monday deadline, and he controls the road we need to survive. He wants a workable deal. Then he asks me to dinner. I want him to see the woman behind the borrowed dress. What happens when the evidence that can save my family also exposes the man I'm beginning to want?