Billionaire's Fake Marriage

can contest the terms of your father's will... and I just lost

t was so lengthy that Stella began to think he'd hung up. F

eplied. "I'll pretend to be your fiancée for a fee. You pay m

's discuss it over dinner.

ead, making remarks about her empty s

itc

d was too large. It was Eleanor's choice; she had often talked about hosting grand dinner parties and perhaps raising a large fa

could avoid it. Back when Stoney was his personal assistant, he had mentioned her in passing. Ritchie's knowledge about her was so limited that he

ed to work with him. It seemed too good to be true, but if there was ev

et he doubted he could find anyone who could fool the lawyers and his stepmother. The m

t amount of allure to make someone like him consider her. She didn't appear

ebecca, his stepmother, hovered like a shadow. At one point, she entered his office under th

iancée of yours," she said. "How

h," was his

have any photogr

interjected, irritation evident in his tone.

oing. I've got to run anyway. Another meeting w

e calling his attorney to discuss some paperw

owever, first things first, he had to ensure there were no witnesses. If Stella agreed to his conditions, he needed to guarant

. She wore a stunning blue strapless dress that hugged her hourglass figure. Her long dark hair was pulled up into a

ping aside, he said, "Good e

k around his grand foyer. "Wow," she r

effort to avoid eyeing her too over

When they reached the dining table, Stella's eyes widened as she saw the sumptuous spread awaiting them. It wasn't anything extraordina

wine into her glass, then seated h

solutely delicious

ined. "I sent him and the rest