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The Badass Wife of a Hot Billionaire

There are some secrets that should stay secret. and I have plenty of them. When a hot billionaire suggested a marriage of convenience, I could not say no, who in their right mind would decline 1 million dollars for one year of fake marriage? all i have to do is show my face in some fancy events and i can live my own life away from my fake husband. but there is a problem. His parents are going to move to the same city. Trust me, it is a big problem because now we have to stay in the same house and act like we are husband and wife. we might have to....ahem.... kiss. and do other things to convince his paranoid mother that we are indeed married. -------------- Please check out my other works if you like this one. "Kidnapped by my enemy"

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Ethan

Ethan was pulled out of his office when an intense burning smell reached his office where he was finishing up a meeting.

He was worried that ruth might have lit something on fire. Or that something bad might have happened. Increasing his pace, he hurried out of his office.

That is when he heard a voice screaming. He almost ran thinking his ruth was hurt. When he reached the hallway, he stooped in his tracks, his eyes falling on a figure in the kitchen.

Ruth was in the kitchen. There were headphones covering her ears with knife in one hand and the other one raised in the air as she sang along to whatever song that was playing in her headphones as she twirled around. And the scream he heard was not the scream for help, but it was her singing. He had to bite his lips hard to stop himself from laughing out loud.

Walking closer he leaned against a wall watching the show she was putting in his kitchen.

There was black as coal something lying in a plate, he realized with a surprise that it was an omelet, and there was another one on the stove suffering the same fate. And she was blissfully unaware as she twirled away into oblivion.

she walked to the fridge, opening it she took out a bottle of orange juice.

He had no idea a person could be this ignorant. She is not even sparing a glance at the burning omlet.

His thoughts were interrupted when his eyes trailed down the length of her.

She was wearing his shirt.

She was only wearing his shirt, there was nothing else. He doesn't know if she was wearing anything underneath it. And he wasn't ready to find out.

And after the song ended, I assumed it ended as she stopped singing (screaming at the top of her lungs.) and turned her attention to the poor burning omelet.

"Oh no! She moaned, "this one also burned. What am I going to eat now?" she whined as she stood there staring at the burned egg.

"I should never have tried to cook. I am just not cut out for this."

moving closer to the stove, "Maybe next time try focusing on cooking instead of doing of all that." Ethan said, taking out the burned pieces from the stove and throwing them out in the trash bin.

She jumped half a foot in the air as she heard his voice.

"Ethan!" she chided as she patted her heart, calming herself down.