I need fifty thousand dollars. He needs a wife. We have thirty days to fake it without killing each other. Atlas Thorne is the enemy. He's a ruthless billionaire, a corporate shark, and the man currently trying to buy the building that houses my non-profit community center. He is cold, calculating, and terrifyingly handsome. I should hate him. I do hate him. But when a clause in his grandfather's will threatens to strip him of his company unless he is "happily settled" by Christmas, Atlas makes me an offer I can't refuse. The Deal: - I marry him for one month. - He pays off my debts and saves my community center. - We divorce in January and never speak again. The Rules: Strictly business. No personal questions. And absolutely, under no circumstances, any touching. It should be easy. I just have to smile for the cameras, tolerate his arrogance, and count down the days until I'm free. But then a blizzard traps us in his massive, isolated estate. Then we find out there's only one bed. Then he starts looking at me like I'm the only thing in the world he actually wants. Suddenly, the line between "fake" and "real" is getting dangerous. And when the thirty days are up, I have to decide if I'm walking away with the money... or if I'm losing my heart to the man who was never supposed to keep it. THE CHRISTMAS CONTRACT is a steamy, laugh-out-loud, grumpy/sunshine holiday romance featuring a marriage of convenience, forced proximity, and a guaranteed Happily Ever After.