Sweet Nothings

Lennon Harding, heir to his father's billionaire law firm, could have had anyone. But he chose me. Well. . . not quite. On my nineteenth birthday, he whispered sweet nothings into my ear. Six years later, while his family tried to screw over mine, he'd looked at me as if we'd never met. Now, at his father's funeral, Lennon learns inheriting the Harding legacy won't come without a price. So, when he proposes the idea of me becoming his wife, I'm quick to turn him down. I'm no stranger to being used, and Lennon's proposal is no different, but when tragic news hits my family, I'm suddenly sprinting to meet him at the altar. Because I desperately need him now, almost as much as he needs me. But the more we settle into our roles of husband and wife, the harder I find it to ignore the feelings of our past reigniting. The way his lips feel against mine. The way his hands easily wander without thought. And before long, I'm starting to wonder if his whispers of sweet nothings have always meant as much to him as they have to me. But with a heart as dark as his, that isn't possible . . . is it?