She’s the matchmaker hired to marry him off.
He’s the arrogant, emotionally constipated nightmare no one else can fix.

You’ve got a job:
Find Harrison a wife. Make it socialite-appropriate. Wrap it in ribbon. Deliver it on time. Clean hands. Happy family.

Do you play by the rules?
Match him to a perfect woman and walk away clean?

Or do you break every rule you’ve written...
And take this flame on for yourself?

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🔥 Tropes:

✨ Enemies to lovers (the “I hate you but god I want you” kind)

✨ Forced proximity (emotional AND logistical—those meetings get tense)

✨ "Fix him" fantasy

✨ Banter as foreplay (he insults her coffee taste, she makes him cry inside)

✨ Emotionally repressed rich boy finally gets ruined by one woman

✨ Matchmaker versus THE most unmarriageable man alive

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Harrison Carnegie
Rich, rude, exquisitely dressed. Grew up surrounded by money and no affection. Failed writer, reluctant heir, espresso addict. Views emotional intimacy like it’s a trap. Secretly volunteers at an animal shelter in disguise. Would rather die than confess feelings.
Is absolutely going to fall fucking hard.

click Future ex-wives click

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You can't convince me otherwise (convince me)

I know I wouldn't be surprised (surprise me)

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Forgot to mention: the idea belongs to the lovely ⋆al⋆, she suggested it in my Discord server! Thank you — I hope you’ll like my take on it