My Billionaire Cowboy Protector
I’m desperate! I’ve lost everything and I need to survive.
My husband died and I lost my ranch to foreclosure. Now I have to get a job.
But I only have two skill sets. Ranching and horse training.
So I applied at the Willow Creek Ranch as a ranch hand.
This is when I met the 7 foot 4 inch hot billionaire ranch owner, Lane Johnson
Upon meeting I could tell we were both damaged souls.
I saw the pain in his beautiful blue eyes that looked at me like I was his last meal.
I’m sure he was hoping the last guy he interviewed would be a good fit . Problem is, the “last guy” is a girl!”
My name is Taylor so I know he agreed to interview me because he thought I was a man.
I need this job, so I have to convince him I could do whatever he asks.
I’ll bet he thinks women spell trouble.
I can ride, train horses, check cattle, brand cows, build fences and anything else he needs done on a ranch.
Knowing I was broke and desperate, he asks me the unthinkable
Would I be a ranch hand AND pose as his fake fiancé… for a price?
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