FAKE FIANCÉE FOR MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS
Irritated? Check. Smug? Double-check. But distracted
Vincent keeps zoning out, staring at me when he thinks I'm not look
ope. He's your
ack to that night two years ago. New Year's Eve. Champagne bubbles a
memory. It's history. We both a
I stop thin
nel
ry,
about using this space for
perfect. We could do a celestial theme – stars hang
Vincent's odd behavior. First, that weird meeting in his office where he summoned me urgen
on with you,
ent clears his throat. "Penelop
m off. Frowning, he checks the scree
lk away, his s
loors. But my thoughts keep drifting back to Vincent. I've worked for hi
es with a tex
s the l
l my
trip, you bra
st don't do anyth
es a lot of
ly. Love
Leave it to Reece to find hum
thing
Vincent approach. "Jeez,
w. "I wasn't aware
grumble. "A very tall, ex
sforms his entire face. For a moment, he looks younger and
territor
e to change the subje
louds over. "You
y?" I echo his
ht actually open up. But then the mask slips b
h. One step forwa
dd mood, I can't help but be impressed. The place is gorgeous – all sleek
hecks it, his face darkening. "I need to take this. Why
ready barking into the phone. Whate
reflection. My cheeks are flushed, my hair slightly mussed f
just spent the day with
reflection. "He's your b
what if he wasn't? What if, for once in my life,
naps me out of my dangerou
ask softly. "
me, for what feels like the fi
ask you something. It's... unconventional. Probably
Is he finally going to ackno
y slowly. "I
th. "My brother is gettin
xpected him to say, that wasn'
iven me an ultimatum. Either I bring a date to the wedding – pr
prehending. "Okay. So
. I need someone who knows me, who can convi
eyes widen. "Vincent,
ncée," he finis
n its axis. I open my mou
sion unreadable. "I know it's
. We both turn to see a cleaning cart has ove
d housekeeper exclaims. "I'l
ing. But he's already striding towar
housekeeper. "Accidents happe
gnate, crouch down to pick up broken glass, I'
t asked me to be
m actually c