Getting fake engaged in Vegas wasn't on my Tuesday agenda. Especially not to the rockstar whose career I've spent six years building from the ground up.

Noah Chance. Lead singer. Serial heartbreaker. The man whose career I've been carefully crafting while ignoring the way he makes my pulse skip like a scratched record.

When my billionaire ex crashes the industry's biggest event demanding a second chance and threatening to destroy everything I've worked for, Noah does the unthinkable—he drops to one knee. In front of everyone. A fake engagement to keep my ex at bay, save my career, and definitely not make my heart race every time he calls me fiancée.

Now I'm living in Noah's beachside house in Saltview, "for appearances." Sharing his bed, "for credibility." Fighting the heat that simmers between us, "for my sanity."

I built my career on creating rockstar dreams, not falling for them. Especially not the one whose rise to fame I've orchestrated for six years.

But the way he watches me when he thinks I'm not looking? The way his voice drops to gravel when he calls me his? The way he kisses me like he's daring me to believe this could be real?

Vegas might be the city of second chances and bad decisions... but some fake engagements are worth betting everything on. Even if it means risking my heart on the one man I swore was off-limits.

A steamy friends-to-lovers rockstar romance with fake engagement chaos, forced proximity, and enough sexual tension to set the charts on fire.