Marrying His Uncle
"They… they must think you've lost your mind."
Matt was a born prodigy in business. At twenty, he had expanded the Harlem family's empire overseas, tripling the market value of the Harlem Group.
And he wasn't just gifted—he was also the youngest son of the family, only eight years older than his nephew, John. Because of that, he had always been the darling of the elders, their treasured youngest.
Everyone believed his bride would be the carefully chosen heiress of a powerful family. Even I had believed it.
Until a month and a half ago, when he suddenly called to ask if I was willing to marry him. I had honestly thought he'd dialed the wrong number.