Mr. Aster

I don't believe in love at first sight. But hate at first sight? That I have experience with . . .

Sebastian Aster is a sexy billionaire with a dark, tragic past. He’s also a grumpy, alpha jerk.

It doesn't matter that he's here to help save my parents' winery. Or that making an enemy of him would be bad for my career as a gossip columnist. I can't stand him.

Which is why I suggested the charity bachelor auction. I knew he'd hate it, and I wanted to knock his ego down a peg.

Fake dating wasn't part of the plan. It just sort of . . . happened. But the joke's on me, because the more time I spend with him, the more I realize I misjudged him. Beneath his cold exterior, he's sexy, passionate, and caring. I could fall for him so easily. Too easily.

Because now, I know that my time with the elusive Mr. Aster will either end in happily ever after, or utter devastation—and I'm afraid that devastation seems far more likely . . .

Contains mature themes.

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Hljóðbók: 20 maj 2025