Getting married to his assistant was one thing but having to spend an honeymoon with her was another deal. It was a marriage of convenience, Declan pays her to become his wife so he can become the CEO of the dreamland company.

Declan’s eyes close as his nostrils fill with the scent of her perfume and my eyes lock with yours. Messily, his hand runs through his dark curls as a sigh escapes his lips. After his wife had accidentally gushed about how she really felt, tired and overworked as his assistant, he had sat down with her and began to watch her favourite interior designer show.

This may have not seemed like a big deal, however, Declan never once missed a day of work. During the down pour he could’ve finished his now growing pile of work. However, instead he spent it lying on their respective sides watching tv.

He doesn’t say anything as he wraps his free arm around her shoulders and pulls her close to his chest, smothering him with his masculine scent and warmth.