The Billionaire's Fake Date
The sexy one night stand I had last night is now my billionaire boss. He’s older and his chiseled body made for a night to remember. As a boss it’s a different story. A workaholic to the bone, he’s also a complete bosshole at work. One day he approaches me with a personal request. He needs me to be his fake girlfriend to get his mom off his case about settling down. I take the offer to help him out as his trusted employee. The problem is we can’t keep our hands off each other when we’re alone. His insatiable appetite for my body sends me over the edge. He’s sweet and warm when we’re pretending but cold and distant when we’re not. He doesn’t realize yet that I’m falling for him for real. I must find out if he will succumb to true love and claim me as his forever.
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I wince, hearing his words and feeling them prick my soul like a single needle against the world's largest balloon. I fall onto my palms, panting in agony that far exceeds physical pain. Emotional turmoil is like fire in my throat, and ice in my veins.
The saddest part is that Alek is right.
This is all a façade with Dimitri.
His not yetcould meannot ever, and the thought of that is terrible.
Speaking so low that I almost wish I couldn't hear my voice, I reply with, "Fine. As long as you don't use my code to hurt anyone, Alek."
His voice is more chipper than before. "Of course, sweetheart. I promise. Now, get up, calm down, and get to work, okay? I want this to be your top priority."