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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His smile finally lifts. "Good, Kitten. That's good."
I snuggle closer, nearly ready to confess how I feel about this man to his face, but the moment comes and goes, and it's too late again. My body shivers as footsteps come around the corner of the wall before us, and the agents on the other side of the bars unlock the cell door.
"Alright, Mr. Wilde, you're with me. Izzy, they need you back by the monitors."
I grumble slightly, wanting us to stay together, and I guess Dimitri feels the same way. He stands first, helping me to my feet next with his hand clasping over mine.
"We're staying together," he says firmly.
The agent looks more than annoyed. "Sir, we have orders for you two—"
"We're staying together," I repeat this time, not budging on that stance.