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I chose him because he was the biggest, baddest looking man in the crowd.

It was a spur-of-the-moment decision based exclusively on fear. Fear that my cheating, handsy in a not nice way, ex-fianc might catch me.

He wrapped me up in muscle and ink, his voice rough, smoky sin as he stood at my back to save me from a monster.

Before I know it, Mr. Big and Bad has me living in his cliffside house-playing his fianc e

Believe me, we have our reasons. And, yes, they're crazy.

Only, when we decide to make it official, and I become his wife-ahem, fake wife-things start to feel like more than play. With every fake kiss, every searing touch, and every look from those frost-burn-me eyes, it's feeling more and more real.

Against my better judgement, I'm really starting to fall for him. But monsters don't stop hunting just because their prey has muscle at her back.

He claims he's the bigger monster. For me, he's been nothing but a teddy bear.

He's a man of many masks. I'm the woman who is going to strip him of them all.

Oh, after I strip him of his-ahem, down to his ink.