Reseña del libro "Ninety Days to Remember How to Love (Fortunes Freely Given) (en Inglés)"
**NINETY DAYS TO REMEMBER HOW TO LOVE** *Book One of Fortunes Freely Given* He is the last heir of a fortune built on stolen love - and he has **ninety days** to earn, freely, the one thing his money was never able to buy. Seraphina Lennox restores broken things for a living - antique clocks, forgotten heirlooms, the small physical proof that some things are worth mending slowly instead of replacing. She never expected her next commission to be the last unbroken piece of a two-hundred-year-old family curse, or the guarded, devastatingly magnetic billionaire it's quietly, methodically killing. Kieran Wyndemere doesn't believe in fairy tales. He believes in deadlines - and his is counting down to his thirty-third birthday, when an old bargain his family has paid every generation finally comes due. If he hasn't earned real, freely given love by then, he loses it forever: not the money, not the empire, but the simple, ordinary capacity to want to be loved at all. He watched it happen to his father. He has spent his whole adult life refusing to think about it happening to him. Falling for the woman restoring his family's most dangerous heirloom was never part of the plan. *Now it might be the only thing that saves him* - if she can ever forgive him for never telling her she was part of the bargain from the very first day. Because Seraphina knows exactly what it costs to be someone's convenient answer instead of their freely chosen one. And a man with ninety days on the clock is about to learn that some things - trust, tenderness, an ordinary Tuesday morning - can't be bought back once they're gone. They can only be earned, slowly, one honest day at a time. **The bargain has never once been fooled by a love that wasn't real.** Kieran is running out of time to prove his is. *Perfect for fans of guarded billionaires with a soft spot they'd rather die than admit to, a heroine who can't be bought, a ticking-clock countdown that never lets up, and a slow burn that pays off with a grovel worth waiting for.*
