They call me the Ice Queen.
I take it as a compliment, because owning a pro hockey team requires a certain ruthlessness. But my penchant for ball busting has made me political enemies, and one of them has the clout to get me deported back to my home country of Russia. There’s only one solution: I have to get married, and fast.
Enter Colby Harrison.
He’s an easygoing forward on my team who meets my only requirement: he’s a single US citizen. I talk him into a fake, married only on paper arrangement, solving my problem. That is, until we move in together, clashing at every turn. We only get along in one place, which is how I discover that my aloof new husband is a different man in bed. He demands that I give up the one thing I cherish most: control.
I own him on paper. He owns me in the bedroom. And soon, I start wondering if I’m the only one who’s not faking it anymore.