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About The Reluctant Bride by Monica Murphy
Title: The Reluctant Bride
Author: Monica Murphy
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Everyone’s for sale, including me. One moment I’m the forgotten daughter of one of the most wealthy families in the country, and the next I’m the blushing bride in an arranged marriage. My fate is sealed in my wedded union with a complete stranger.
In public, Perry Constantine is the life of the party. Easygoing. Adored. In private, he’s brooding. Dark. Angry. But so am I. It’s a contest of wills to see who will break in the bedroom first, and while I try to remain strong, I find myself craving the very man I swore to hate.
My husband.
Excerpt from The Reluctant Bride
© 2022
Monica Murphy
I shuffle through the papers—damn this contract is thick—until I come across a photo. I pull it out and stare at it, trying to come up with some sort of feeling I might have toward this Charlotte Lancaster person upon first seeing her.
Nothing. I feel nothing.
The photo is from what I can only assume is a debutante ball.
She’s wearing a ridiculous white dress that looks like an over frosted wedding cake.
Her smile is small. Reluctant. Her eyes are blue, crystal clear like a perfect spring sky. Her hair is blonde and done up in the most elaborate style it overwhelms her small features.
I prefer brunettes. Happy, sexy as fuck brunettes who know how to have a good time and laugh a lot. Redheads too.
I don’t discriminate.
Well, I might discriminate against grumpy looking blondes who seem pissed at the world.
“She looks like an angry virgin,” I finally say, my gaze still on the photo.
“Perry,” Mother admonishes.
Winston smothers a laugh.
“Didn’t she refuse to dance with every guy who asked her the night of her debut?” I remember reading something about this. My mother and Winston share a look, but don’t answer me. “Yeah, pretty sure she even turned down her father. Bet that pissed him off.”
“None of that matters,” Mother says. “I’m sure she’s changed.”
Yeah right.
I toss the photo onto the table, immediately banishing her face from my thoughts.
“She’s not my type.” “If she spreads her legs, she’s your type,” Winston says gruffly.
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About Monica Murphy
New York Times, USA Today and international bestselling author. A believer in kissing. A believer of love.
I also write contemporary romance as USA Today bestselling author Karen Erickson.
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