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    Accidentally Married to the Billionaire: The Billionaire's Touch, #2
    Accidentally Married to the Billionaire: The Billionaire's Touch, #2
    Accidentally Married to the Billionaire: The Billionaire's Touch, #2
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    Accidentally Married to the Billionaire: The Billionaire's Touch, #2

    By Sierra Rose

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    This is book 2 in Marj's story. 

    Marj has big decisions to make about her life. Should she put everything on hold for a relationship that's not real? As she continues with the charade, she starts to develop feelings for Brandon. But does he feel the same way? Or does he just need a bride so he can get his hands on his big, fat inheritance?   

    SERIES:

    The Boss's Son - Part 1

    The Boss's Son - Part 2

    The Boss's Son - Part 3

    Spinoff - Marj's Story (Britt's best friend)

    Accidentally Married To The Billionaire - Part 1

    Accidentally Married To The Billionaire - Part 2

    Accidentally Married To The Billionaire - Part 3

    Spinoff - Charlie (Jack's brother)

    Swept Away: Charlie's Story

    Breathless: Charlie's Story

    Safe in His Arms: Charlie's Story 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDark Shadows Publishing
    Release dateFeb 5, 2016
    ISBN9781524291679
    Accidentally Married to the Billionaire: The Billionaire's Touch, #2

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      Chapter 1

      MARJORIE CATES, NÉE Reynolds, sat on the bed in her suite. They weren’t at the resort in Las Vegas any longer. This was the suite in her new husband’s luxurious Manhattan townhouse that had been appointed for her use. Everything was very cream-colored and elegant—not her taste, exactly, but not too shabby altogether. There was a chandelier, the kind with the faceted crystal drops that dangled off of it and bent sunlight into rainbows along the walls. Marj had always wanted a chandelier or five of her very own. Not that her former fifth-floor walkup would have had room for even one tiny crystal chandelier. It was only in the last seventy-two hours since she’d met and married Brandon Cates that chandeliers had become a realistic option.

      It was a sweet deal if she didn’t think about it too hard. Less than a week ago, she’d been a chronically single marketing drone at a company that was being taken over by Power Regions Ltd. Marj had been on the team dispatched to Vegas for the confab and PR push about how this was supposed to be a positive step for the company being swallowed up. The wine had been good, but the meetings were boring, and she’d wound up in a club at the casino drinking with a hot guy. A hot guy who turned out to be the head of Power Regions for the moment.

      He had been the CEO for the last five years, but that was about to end on his thirtieth birthday thanks to his dad’s will. A will which stipulated that Brandon Cates had to be married by his thirtieth birthday or hand over the company and all its assets to his wicked stepmother, the social-climbing Lena. Having exhausted all legal inroads, he had been desperate for a solution. So obviously Marj, full of great ideas and expensive booze, had proposed to him. He’d keep his company, and she’d get a temporary rich husband instead of loneliness and rent and utilities.

      I’d been so lonely. And I was so loaded. I guess the two don’t mix.

      There were diamonds and vows and some intimate moments, and morning-after amnesia of who exactly he was and why they were together. She secretly wished that awkward period of confusion was as complicated as their relationship would get, but she knew better than to hope. Because the guy was thoughtful and gorgeous and seemed like a really sweet person. And thanks to the vicious Lena, he trusted women about as far as he could spit. Which meant that she was out of the frying pan of being heartbroken when her recent ex dumped her for his secretary and into the fire of trying hard not to fall for her husband.

      It was only for six months, for the will to probate, and then she’d be free with a settlement of several million dollars Brandon had stipulated in their nuptial agreement, and he’d have his father’s business. Marj was determined to walk away with a smile on her face, a strong friendship with her ex-husband, and enough money to live wherever she wanted and maybe get her brother a house once he finished his hitch in prison. She didn’t want to walk away with a broken heart, but she was already concerned that her heart was on the table, whether she’d intended it to be part of the deal or not.

      First off, Brandon Cates had made sure she knew there was something (a settlement) in the arrangement for her, that it wasn’t just Marj doing a highly personal favor for her boss. Then, he’d ordered this incredible cake, chocolate mocha, for her to celebrate the ceremony. There were a hundred other thoughtful little things he’d done, like trawling her Pinterest boards to make sure everything was to her taste from the food to the Titanic-style pendant he’d given her. Who wouldn’t fall in love with someone like that? She was trying not to. She was trying her hardest, but some things were out of her control. Like the way her breath caught every time he smiled at her, which was happening more often.

      He’d gone straight to his office, and the driver had taken her to his townhome. It had one of those grand entryways with the marble floors and the chandelier and the gilt-framed paintings on the walls. A housekeeper had shown Marj the suite designated for her use. So here she was, soaking up the light jasmine scent of entitlement, sitting on a four-poster bed that must have cost, she was sure, more than any car she’d ever owned. She admired the red dress she was going to wear for dinner with the Wicked Queen that evening. Then she looked down at her chipped-off nail polish and decided that it wouldn’t look too good for the new bride of the fabulously rich guy to have sleazy-looking undone nails. She dug through her purse, realizing too late that she hadn’t packed polish. Marj was not a woman who paid for manicures, thank you very much, so she needed to find a bottle of nail lacquer, something classy.

      First, she got on Pinterest and looked up classy manicure, but determined quickly that stuck-on Swarovski crystals were probably not Lena Cates, Esq.’s idea of sophistication. She pressed the intercom button on the phone and rang the housekeeper.

      I’m not sure how to do this, and it seems stupid, but all my nail polish is at my apartment an hour across town with traffic. Do you have any, like, polish remover and maybe a clear lacquer? she asked, a little embarrassed.

      I’ll have something sent up, ma’am, was the woman’s formal reply.

      Marj felt like she was about to be called to the principal’s office or something. She waited, hoping there was something she could use to take off the messy polish. She had an emery board in her purse that thankfully hadn’t been confiscated at TSA as a potential weapon, so she shaped her nails and started looking up common household items that could be used to remove polish. Half an hour down the rabbit hole of questionable amateur Internet chemistry, she got up to answer the door. The housekeeper held out a tray—a tray with nail implements and solutions, and nine bottles of polish.

      I do apologize for the delay, Mrs. Cates, the housekeeper said.

      No, it’s cool. Thanks, Marj said, mystified.

      She tried to take the tray from the housekeeper, but the woman drew it back, recoiling in what almost amounted to horror that Mrs. Brandon Cates would carry an actual tray with her own wealthy hands. The woman placed it on a nearby table and asked if there would be anything else.

      No, I’m good. Thanks, Marj said.

      When the housekeeper told Marj she had a guest, she was thrilled. Maria, her next-door neighbor, had stopped by. Marj had emailed her the new address.

      They sat in the living room and chatted.

      I took a taxi here. Just to say hello in person. Well, I won’t stay long, she said, hanging on to her cane. I know you have to get ready. I just wanted to say hi.

      It’s great that you stopped by.

      Is this temporary? Are you coming back?

      I’m afraid not.

      Oh, Marj...

      Don’t worry. I’ll still come and see you, just like before.

      They talked and Marj filled her in on everything except the fake part.

      You just picked a billionaire up and married him? Maria asked. Just like that?

      Marj snapped her fingers. Just like that.

      He’s a lucky man. I can’t wait to meet him.

      Thanks. You’ll love Brandon.

      She patted my hand. I know I will. I’m doing a little bit of dating myself.

      Really? So, Maria, when did you get back into the dating game?

      When you introduced me to Tinker.

      Tinder, Marj corrected.

      She giggled. Yes. I found an old high school friend by accident. He’s funny, and charming, and quite the hottie. We’ve been hitting it off. He pushes me around in the wheelchair, and we explore museums, bookstores, and theaters. I would’ve never thought my perfect partner was only a swipe away.

      What made you decide to do it?

      Well, I thought...you’re over the hill when your back goes out more than you do.

      Marj laughed.

      Maria’s eyes twinkled. And I wanted to go out more than my back. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever want another relationship. You know I had a long and happy marriage. But after years all alone, I realized that I did want to enjoy life with that someone special.

      I’m glad you’re so happy.

      "There’s no question in my mind that I had to do it...before there was no question in my mind. You know I’m forgetting everything. I want to go out and have fun while I still can."

      Marj grinned. "It’s wonderful. You’ll have to introduce us very

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