Lust love:Fake Marriage With A Billionaire

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he grand halls of the renowned Museum of Modern Art where my craft is on display. The charit

Sophia, my best friend, gushes

place. But my mind is elsewhere, on the medical bi

says, "No, seriously Ella, your art is very beautiful." Her voice is

ealth. I find myself caught in his presence, my breath hitching in my throat

she takes in his appearance - the white coat that matches his aura of sop

the attention of the crowd. The handsome man turns towards us,

a whispers, her eyes

my chest. The man starts walking towards us, his

s smooth as silk. "I couldn't help but not

y voice barely above a whisper.

," he says, his eyes never

s Montgomery?" Sophia gasps,

smile. "I must say, your work is truly inspir

my cheeks flushing with embarrassmen

aze softening. "And I would love to discuss

heart fluttering with exc

lips, and his eyes that hold a world of their own. I'm physically present in the grand hall, surrounded by the chatter of

inues, his gaze still fixed on me. "It's as if each

ing in my heart doesn't cease. I find myself hangi

ly audible over the sound of my pounding he

ally moving from me to my artwork. "I

eally? Well, thank you. You are also... well, very cute."

staring at Adrian, finally snaps out of her trance

y," he starts, pulling out his phone. "I would love to discuss your craft further. Perhaps we cou

, as he walked away, I can't help but feel a sense of anticipati

ce, I bring her back to reality. "Girl," I

pot where Adrian had stood. "He is exciting t

aying our conversation. "And he's fi

she exclaims, shaking her head. "Well, Ella, it seems like you've c

at her comment. "We'll

into you," Sophia insists, her

," I reply, trying to

s in front of my face.

ulders. "I think he's just interested in

s at my comment but

ttention turned to Adrian, who was now walking towards his Porsche 911

lo, Ms. Ella." Her voice is filled wit

, trying to sound annoyed.

g on her lips. Just as I'm about to respond, my phone buzz