LAST NAME ONLY

I woke up in a cheap Vegas wedding chapel wearing a glittery dress—and married to casino heir Declan Royce. He said he only needed my last name for three months to secure his empire. I needed the money to keep my mother in care, so we turned one drunken mistake into a business marriage. Then his grandmother saw me and whispered that I looked exactly like the woman who should have married into the Royce family twenty years ago. The truth buried in their records was bigger than our contract: my mother had been erased to protect a stolen inheritance, and my existence could rewrite the family line. They called me a poor vow writer borrowing a powerful name. So I restored my mother’s legacy, stripped the false heirs of control, and made Declan prove he wanted Sadie Moore—not just Mrs. Royce.