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This was no dream come true. This was my nightmare. Alejandro Montoya was no Prince Charming. He was the king of the LA underworld and he was making me his bride because it was good for business and because he wanted me to give him an heir. And if I wanted to stop my father from going to prison for the rest of his life, I had no choice but to go along with the whole charade.
“Hey! You are Alana fucking Montoya. So, put a smile on your face, hold your head high and walk through that damn lobby like the queen that you are.”

