Olivia

"You heard me correctly." He remained perfectly composed while I coughed and sputtered. "I require a wife within four months, and I've decided you're the most suitable candidate."

I stared at him, certain I'd slipped into some alternate dimension. "Is this a joke?"

Alexander's face remained perfectly serious, those gray eyes locked on mine without a hint of humor.

"I assure you, Ms. Morgan, I never joke about business matters."

"And this ...