Fake Marriage to a Baller: A Wilder Brothers Romance

Chase

Football's biggest bad-boy. That's what they called me. And I was more than willing to live up to the name. But when my wild ways threatened the thing I loved most - football - my agent convinced me there was only one way to save my football career: get married. To a girl more virtuous than Mother Teresa. Where in the world would I find a chick like that?

Aubrey

How did a small-town girl like me get caught up in a fake marriage to a football star?

Marrying for money? Stupid. Marrying an absolute 'manwhore' who spent all his considerable charm and energy trying to get into my pants, despite our 'no sex' marriage contract? Reckless. Falling in love with such bad boy? Complete insanity.