Jake Coleman is the infuriatingly hot nemesis I'd stomp over for a promotion until he's the fake boyfriend I need to survive my sister's wedding.

There's a six-foot-two fortress I battle every day, Coliseum-style. He pretends to be me, stealing clients. I hack his calendar, deleting appointments. Our fighting is filthy.

Just a regular day at the office, right?

Not when there's a giant bonus only one of us can win.

Coleman, with his smug smirk and iron-cut muscles, thinks it's his. But I'm winning so I don't have to eat ramen for every meal. Not that he knows that. “Keep pretending” is my life mantra.

But maybe I take it too far by pretending to have an amazing boyfriend… that my family wants to meet at my sister's wedding!

Out of nowhere, Satan offers to fake-date me for a week. He's up to something, but I can't figure out what.

Especially when he's kissing me dizzy in front of guests. I'm sitting on his lap on a party bus. And there's only one bed…

But come Monday I can't forget that we're at war again, no matter how real this charade feels…