Accidentally Yours
By Serena Heart
SYNOPSIS
Patrick Lawrence is just a regular guy—if you ignore the fact that he’s a popular celebrity, adored like a god, and constantly tangled up in complicated relationships. Between the chaos of fame and the toxic relationship with his mother, he’s just trying to get through life with crossed fingers and a forced smile, hoping that one day, he’ll find something real.
Then he meets her.
Dianna Capelli. The daughter of a powerful Mafia Don. One of the most breathtaking women he’s ever laid eyes on. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. Nothing more. But two months later, she shows up again—this time, with her terrifying father in tow, demanding that Patrick marry her because she’s pregnant. Or else he’d ruin Patrick’s career. And when a Mafia Don gives you an ultimatum, you don’t argue. There’s only one way out, though—a loophole. If he plays along, he can divorce her once the baby is born. Because there’s no way he’s staying married to the daughter of a crime boss, especially when he suspects she used him as an escape. At least, that was the plan. But falling for her? That definitely wasn’t part of it.
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Excerpt
My shoulders stiffened as I swung open the door. The sight before me—crowded benches lined with couples and gawking women—sent a rush of irritation through my veins. My hand dug into my hair as I shot a glare down Tessa’s path, a scowl settling on my face.
Because, of course, she’d set this up.
She had sworn up and down that the beach resort would be private. ” The kind of people who don’t care about us,” she’d assured me, smug smile and all.
Yet here we were, in a sea of people.
And there she sat, practically glowing on the sand, eyes fixed on the ocean as if none of this chaos mattered. She hadn’t even bothered to wear a hat or sunglasses. Tessa McAdams, in plain sight, meeting up with Patrick Lawrence. Real subtle.
A sigh escaped my lungs as I stepped back, my eyes narrowing. She arched an eyebrow at me as she expected I’d stroll over there and play with her little scheme as if I hadn’t already been stupid enough to believe her.
Right, because sacrificing my reputation for Tessa McAdams was on my to-do list. No, thank you. Fame might be a headache, but I wasn’t about to throw it all away for her.
Just as I was ready to turn and leave, a blonde woman approached me, her gaze practically dripping with stars and affection. Great. Even with the black hat and sunglasses, I’d been recognized. I was Patrick Lawrence, after all—the nation’s so-called “sweetheart.”
“Patrick Lawrence?” Her voice was thick with awe. “Oh my God, am I dreaming? Is it you?”
I raised my head, forcing a frown. “I’m sorry, but now’s not—”
“Please, just one selfie?”
