Sandi Lynn

My dating life was a constant cycle, a series of fleeting connections that I found comfort in. I wasn't seeking a bond with any man, but it happened, and my heart ended up in a million tiny pieces.

Long story short. I needed to find a wife. My mother's final attempt to hold control over me from beyond the grave was temporarily appointing my uncle, her brother, Chairman and CEO of our family company, Bradshaw Capital.

It all started one night when a sexy billionaire bought me a drink, and I accidentally tossed it all over his five-thousand-dollar suit. He tried to blame me, but it was his fault because of his lack of respect for my personal boundaries.

I never imagined meeting anyone who despised the holidays more than I did—until I met Mr. Jack Atlas. Tall, impeccably dressed, with a smoldering presence that could melt hearts, he also happened to be my boss.

My entire life changed when I met a hot and sexy billionaire named Charlie Stone at the Chicago airport. I wasn't prepared for the journey I was about to embark on when I found out I was pregnant, which resulted from one drunken night neither of us barely remembered.

Never did I imagine that my four-year marriage would abruptly end after the revelation of my husband's devastating secret. The emotional toll left me with no option but to move away from New York City and start over somewhere new.