Billionaireвђ™s Fake Fling By Alexa Hart May 2026

"It’s simple, Elara," Julian said, his voice a low vibration that made her stomach do a nervous flip. "Three months. Four charity galas. One family weekend at the Hamptons. In exchange, your brother’s medical debt vanishes."

The first month was easy. It was all designer dresses and practiced smiles. But then came the night of the Solstice Gala. Julian’s hand stayed on the small of her back a second too long; his laughs felt a little too genuine. When they returned to his penthouse, the silence was heavy. Billionaire’s Fake Fling by Alexa Hart

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The book follows , a shy woman who grew up on an upstate New York farm, and her arrogant billionaire boss, Zachary Brinkmann . To claim a multi-million dollar inheritance left by his grandmother—which requires him to be married by age 30—Zachary offers Elle a deal: a fake marriage in exchange for the money she desperately needs. Naturally, the "fake" arrangement gets complicated when Elle loses her V-card to him and realizes she’s actually falling for the gorgeous jerk. One family weekend at the Hamptons

Julian leaned forward, his dark eyes locking onto hers. "Rule one: We live together. Rule two: Public displays of affection are non-negotiable. Rule three..." He paused, a smirk playing on his lips. "Don't fall in love with me." "That won't be a problem," Elara lied.

Elara swallowed hard. She was just his executive assistant—the one who made sure his espresso was exactly 165 degrees and his schedule was airtight. Now, he wanted her to be his fiancée to appease a board of directors who thought he was too much of a "wild card" to remain CEO. "And the rules?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Julian didn't answer with words. He reached out, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his thumb grazing her cheek. For a billionaire who lived by contracts and cold logic, his touch was unexpectedly warm.