Forbidden Bastard Preview
Sandi Smith’s heart pounded hard as she rode up the metallic silver elevator of the La Belle Epoque office building located in the high-end business district in Paris.
The last thing she’d expected while on vacation was to be set up, by her own parents, like she was some prized possession.
Sandi was smart, funny, and until today, she’d assumed she’d have a choice in who she married.
The digital numbers climbed higher. Marriage? To a stranger?
Her palms were sweaty but she had zero time to strip off the itchy fake-fur fabric. She’d been stunned by their news, and had immediately reacted—racing from the children’s hospital to stop this fiasco.
Now.
Finally the bell dinged, signaling the twentieth floor. The elevator doors slid aside and Sandi tugged her fluff
