Leah Morgan restores fragile things for a living: carved panels, gilded plaster, wood that has outlasted everyone who loved it. At a palace gala she spots a gilded molding coming loose, and the only person nearby is a tall man in a staff jacket. She orders him to hold the ladder. He does, and he argues with her the whole time. She assumes he’s one of the actors hired to play the royal family.
He is Adrian Vale, crown prince of Bellamere and the founder of a clean-energy company. By morning, a photo of the two of them is in every paper.
Now Leah’s small workshop is in the spotlight, and her bills aren’t getting any smaller. Adrian wants to help, and he’s used to arranging things for people. Leah wants to be paid for her work and not rescued. Then a panel she was told to replace turns out never to have left the wall, and the invoices behind it don’t add up. Celia Vance, the palace communications director, would very much like Leah to stop asking why.
Adrian has to learn to ask instead of arrange. Leah has to decide whether she can trust a man whose life is made of managed images. Together they uncover what is wrong inside the palace, and neither of them can afford to be wrong about the other.
Mistaken for a Billionaire Prince is a slow-burn royal romance with a sweet, closed-door heart, quick banter, a workplace mystery, and a hero who is better at listening than he first appears.
If you love: mistaken identity, a heroine with a real career, a prince who owns up to his mistakes, and a love story that builds slowly with no steamy scenes.