British bad boy Sterling Quinn needs a wife. After his great-grandfather, the former prince something or another, passes and leaves him millions, he’s shocked to discover the massive inheritance has a clause—he needs to clean up his image and be married in order to receive his millions. When word gets out that this hottie has royal blood running through his veins, and is on the prowl for Mrs. Right, crazy ex-girlfriends, school-yard crushes, and thousands of other hopeful women flock to his doorstep. What he needs is a manager to help him sort through the clutter. Enter Camryn Palmer, PR executive. Camryn has had a front row seat to her friend Sterling’s revolving-door of a love-life for years. But when she’s hired to clean up his image and manage the hordes of women cruising through his bedroom door, she’s stuck between a rock and a hard place. Literally. Yes , she has secret fantasies about being the one to keep his bed warm, what woman doesn’t? He’s sinfully attractive, and she wants to kiss that cocky English accent right off his lips, but she’s got a job to do. She’s a professional through and through, and besides, an arranged marriage could never be a happy one. Right?