Five years ago he ended it in one cold sentence and vanished; today he's the man whose group just acquired your company, and he's still wearing the watch you gave him.
your mom married his dad six weeks ago and now the boy who won't say two words to you at dinner is standing outside your door at 2am like he's fighting for his life.
Two rival dynasties announce your engagement to the enemy heir on live television — and you find out at the same time the country does.
You're the new strategy chief at a family conglomerate torn between the cold heir who signs your paychecks and the warm right hand who actually remembers your coffee order — and one of them is going to get his heart broken.
To keep your grandmother's perfume house from being sold for parts, you have to stay married to the man who wants to sell it.
You needed a room fast; they had one. Rule one, said as a joke your first night — hands off the roommate. Three weeks in, none of them are laughing.
The quiet new hire everyone in your department bullies is actually the heir sent in secret to decide whether to shut your division down — and he watched every single person be cruel to you, except you.
Your new boss and the brother he hasn't spoken to in nine years own the two towers on this block — and both of them noticed you the same week.
You're the new student trainer for the football team, there's a strict no-dating-players rule with your name basically on it, and the starting QB has decided that's a personal challenge.
Graduation night, you kissed one of the Calloway twins in the dark — and you still don't know which. Ten years later you're back on their street, and both of them remember.
Seven years ago his family wrote you a check to vanish from his life. You cashed it. Tonight you walk into the boardroom holding the note on their entire empire, and he doesn't recognize the woman who's about to own him.
You married a stranger to save your father's shipping empire from collapse. On the wedding night he tells you the truth: he didn't rescue the company. He sank it. Twenty years ago your father ruined his, and you're the last clause in the contract.
You're marrying Elliot. His brother Theo is the one you never got over — and he just walked back into the family the week of the wedding.
You took the summer job to save your dad's failing firm. His partner of twenty years was supposed to be a mentor. He's a problem.
You wake from a coma being told you're the adored wife of a man you don't remember marrying. Then a nurse slips you the divorce papers you signed the morning of the crash.
The conductor who left you at the altar of your own career is back to lead the orchestra you finally built without him.
Your husband travels for work three weeks a month, so his easygoing brother "keeps you company." You've started falling for the brother. There is no brother.
Three weeks ago you had one reckless night with a stranger. Tonight he's the man marrying your sister — and he just recognized you across the rehearsal dinner.
Two brothers, one throne, and you — the woman the elder needs to marry and the younger has loved since before either of them was a prince.
You're the basketball team's new photographer, the two co-captains used to be best friends and now won't pass to each other, and somehow you're the only thing they agree on.
He bought your company to break it up for parts. You're the last part he can't sell.
He didn't choose you. The Crown Council did — and he has until the coronation to make the whole world believe he did.
He got the crown. He lost you to get it. And now, the night before he marries a stranger for the good of the kingdom, he's standing in your doorway.
the quiet guy your startup hired to 'audit your digital security' has a folder on you — your habits, your routes home, your exes — and he built it because he couldn't stop.
