The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée

I should've never agreed to being his fake fiancée...Jace Walker aka JK aka Mr. Smirky Pants.The rich prick asked me to be his fiancée, so he could save his inheritance. If I agreed, he'd deposit a million dollars in my bank account, no questions asked.I should have turned him down and walked away... should've!Sadly, I needed the money to save my floundering start-up, and to put my sister through college.Besides, the rules were pretty simple: Love, kisses, and sleeping with each other... not on the table, not unless I initiated it.As if?I hated him, I loathed him. No way was I going to fall for the most notorious playboy of the Valley, right?I definitely didn't need to think twice about this, I signed. Guess what happened next? Yeah... no!We barely lasted the flight on his private jet across the pond, failed to convince his family... oh! Did I mention I got drunk and swam naked in front of them,...