My Bad Billionaire Swiped Right: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (Billionaires Gone Bad)
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My Bad Billionaire Swiped Right: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (Billionaires Gone Bad)
Sale price
$18.99
Regular price $22.99
I had a one-night stand with my ex’s best friend.
Now I’m pregnant… and he says there’s no way it’s his.
The day before my wedding, I find out my fiancé still loves his ex—
and I’m just the placeholder he plans to ditch after the honeymoon.
So I do what any heartbroken bride-to-be with tequila and Wi-Fi would do:
I download LUXE—the app for hookups, not husbands.
One swipe. One night. One sinfully hot stranger.
No names. No drama. I ghost before sunrise…
And leave my fiancé—who turns out to be his best friend—at the altar.
Two weeks later, I storm into LUXE headquarters as a journalist out for blood.
Guess who owns the app?
Yep. Him.
The man I ghosted.
The man I can’t stop dreaming about.
The man who now wants me to pretend to be his perfect fiancée.
It was all pretend.
Until he kissed me like it wasn’t.
Until I got pregnant.
Until he told me he can’t have kids.
Now I’m dreaming of “I do”…
And he’s convinced this baby can’t be his.
...
Now I’m pregnant… and he says there’s no way it’s his.
The day before my wedding, I find out my fiancé still loves his ex—
and I’m just the placeholder he plans to ditch after the honeymoon.
So I do what any heartbroken bride-to-be with tequila and Wi-Fi would do:
I download LUXE—the app for hookups, not husbands.
One swipe. One night. One sinfully hot stranger.
No names. No drama. I ghost before sunrise…
And leave my fiancé—who turns out to be his best friend—at the altar.
Two weeks later, I storm into LUXE headquarters as a journalist out for blood.
Guess who owns the app?
Yep. Him.
The man I ghosted.
The man I can’t stop dreaming about.
The man who now wants me to pretend to be his perfect fiancée.
It was all pretend.
Until he kissed me like it wasn’t.
Until I got pregnant.
Until he told me he can’t have kids.
Now I’m dreaming of “I do”…
And he’s convinced this baby can’t be his.
...