Billionaires Fake Girlfriend

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

Madel Cerda

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch—a titan of industry and my best friend’s father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

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"Athena, we need two salmon steak." The head chef said and I gave him a thumbs up. I quickly started to do my thing. I'm a chef in a really famous fine dining restaurant called Skye. It's a western fine dining restaurant.

I always wanted to be a chef and now I'm 25 years old getting my dream job. My dad is a famous chef too and he has his own restaurant in New York. My family are all in New York while I'm alone in LA.

Why? I want to have my own experience without leeching to my dad. I don't want him to help me and I don't want people to hire me because of my dad. My two brothers came here to LA every three months to check on me because my parents worried too much.

We always call every 3 days, just to check on me. I'm glad that I have a family who supported me in everything I do. My dad taught me all the basic things and I'm grateful for it. My mom is a fashion designer, she used to hope that I would be like her but she supports me one hundred percent. As for my brothers, the oldest Jayson is an architect and my second brother Jackson is a doctor.

"Athena, 3 carbonara and another salmon steak!" The head chef said and I quickly do my thing. Order kept coming and there's no stopping.

"1 Lobster mac and cheese."

"2 Lasagna."

"1 Mushroom soup."

"3 Fish and Chips."

I bet I cooked all the food on the menu tonight. I'm not complaining at all, I love my job but sometimes I just need 5 minutes to breath.

"Athena, come on!" I passed the playe and he gave me a nod. There's 5 professional chefs here and we all worked good as a team. Order kept coming and suddenly I was stopped by Minnie. She's our manager and she gestured me to stop everything.

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Please follow me." She said in a serious tone. I gulped nervously because I'm pretty I didn't make any mistake.

"But.. can it wait?" I asked.

"It's the boss' order."

"Boss?" I asked.

"Yes, our boss." Minnie gestured me to follow her fast. She led me out from the kitchen to the second floor.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"I don't know, please keep up the pace.." I followed her up and she lef me to the small meeting room. She knocked the door and gestured me to go in. I opened the door and my eyes widen.

"Anderson?" I looked at him disbelief.

"Hello Athena." He smirked as he got up from his seat.

"What are you doing here, Ares?" I asked.

Ares Anderson is my highschool friend. We're friends nothing more. He's the most popular guy in school. He's a playboy and he always change his girls like he changed his clothes. Now that he's all grown up, girls leeching to him for his money.

He's still popular until now, he's all over the magazine and all over the celebrity news.

"Athena, how are you?" He asked as he pulled me into a hug. I looked at him suspiciously.

"Sit down, please." He said.

"You're my boss?" I asked and he nodded.

"Okay, that kinda make sense."

"You like your job?"

"Of course, or else I won't work here." I stated the obvious.

"Because you're fired." He said and my jaw dropped. I looked at him confused because I'm pretty sure that I didn't do anything wrong.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked.

"From now on, I want you to be my fake girlfriend." He said like it's nothing.

"Excuse me?" I looked at him disbelief.

"My fake girlfriend." He repeated and I looked at him coldly.