

The President's Accidental Wife
Summer Hart wakes up naked in a hotel room with a stranger, Mark Valentine, the best man from her friend's wedding. What she thought was a drunken mistake, he believes was a calculated seduction. Their paths cross again when he turns out to be the guardian of her most mischievous student, Jazz. Can Summer navigate the chaos of a misunderstanding, a gambling sister-in-law, and a powerful, enigmatic man who seems to be everywhere she goes?The first sensation Summer Hart felt upon waking was a dull ache that permeated her entire body. Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the muted light filtering through hotel room curtains, and the stark reality of her nakedness hit her. Panic seized her as she realized she was alone, yet the strewn clothes—both hers and a man's—and a vivid crimson stain on the pristine white sheets told a story she couldn't immediately grasp.
"What's going on?" she whispered, her voice raspy. Last night, she’d been a bridesmaid at her friend’s wedding. Now, she was here, her virginity inexplicably gone. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she fumbled for her phone, desperately calling her best friend, Grace.
Grace’s chipper voice confirmed her worst fears: she'd been brought to room 8802. "Who else is in the room besides me?" Summer pressed, her heart hammering against her ribs. "Who else? You are the only one. I am busy right now. Talk to ya later." Grace's words were a cold comfort, but a low rumble from the bathroom contradicted them.
"Get my clothes ready and send them to Room 8804," a deep, masculine voice commanded.
Summer’s head snapped towards the sound. Standing in the bathroom doorway, wrapped in a white bathrobe, was a man with an athletic build and a sneer on his face. He was the best man from the wedding. "What are you doing here?" she gasped, her eyes wide with shock.
