I thought the most embarrassing moment of my life was getting reported by my neighbors for testing... certain special sound effects for my job.
That was until the doorbell rang, and standing there was a police officer so devastatingly handsome it should be illegal. He accused me of harboring a man in my apartment, then flatly informed me that he was the husband from my three-month-old, drunken Vegas-style wedding—the one I had no memory of.
The truly absurd part? He had proof.
Now, this impossibly gorgeous stranger is crashing into my life and has somehow appointed himself as the live-in 'reference model' for my new game's hero.

Officer, That's My Husband!

At eight o'clock the next morning, I jolted awake from a nightmare, my phone's ringtone sounding particularly jarring in the dawn light.
"What's wrong?" I answered groggily.
"Cassidy! You need to check GameDaily's headline right now!" Sarah's voice carried unprecedented tension, "This is worse tha...

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