☕ Trope Thursday: Marriage of Convenience with a Cappuccino Twist
☕ Trope Thursday: Marriage of Convenience with a Cappuccino Twist
Trope Spotlight: Marriage of Convenience → Cappuccino
Structured and formal on the surface, but once you stir it up, it’s all frothy goodness underneath.
Series: Dreamland Billionaires #2
Declan Kane is the grumpy billionaire heir who needs a wife to secure his future. Iris, his ever-efficient assistant, agrees to the arrangement—on paper it’s simple: move in, marry, and check the boxes. But in practice? Every stolen glance and staged kiss starts to feel dangerously real. The rules of their contract blur as fake vows turn into heartfelt promises neither of them planned for.
Marriage of convenience is one of my favorite tropes because it combines tension, high stakes, and that oh-no-we-actually-care realization. Declan and Iris embody this perfectly. They set rules, they sign contracts, they tell themselves it’s just business… and then those walls crumble under real emotions.
What makes this book stand out is how personal the trope feels. It’s not just about marriage for money or inheritance—it’s about Iris learning to stand her ground and demand the love she deserves, and Declan learning that power and success mean nothing without someone to share it with. Their dynamic flips between sharp banter, heartbreaking vulnerability, and swoony passion that builds slowly, like the foam on a cappuccino.
Why cappuccino? Because, like Declan and Iris, it’s a balance of structure and softness. At first sip, it’s strong and slightly bitter, but give it time and you uncover the frothy sweetness that lingers. It’s the perfect metaphor for a trope that begins with walls, contracts, and formality—and ends with warmth, comfort, and love you can’t fake.
If you love grumpy/sunshine pairings, fake marriage setups, and that moment where everything shifts from business to real feelings, Terms and Conditions will give you all the swoons. It’s messy, heartfelt, and absolutely binge-worthy. And pairing it with a cappuccino? Chef’s kiss.
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