The Pretend Heiress And The Billionaire

na's

grand hall was nothing short of glamorous as the wealthiest and most influenti

us colors and designs. The men were dressed in the most expensive su

this was me-Sienna Walker, or rather, Sienna Grayson-second

s hand with a smirk, glancing back at his equally attractive friends standing a little way off. Und

ot to

had my gaze set

powerful and influen

rn-day Greek god. He was none other than Adrian Ka

his look with a red bow tie, he looked as though he

ection of any of the women who had been openly ogling him for hours. Although it seemed like his very

to their charms if I didn't already know the tr

ut by her strength and resilience

d the beauty, sure, but I was also the only young lady here who

oing to ap

e bending his knees to my every

easy at the time but now felt nearly imposs

kept acting nonchalant, as if I were bored and would rather be anywhere else-unlike the oth

sured me that this would most certainly work. Or maybe I wasn't doi

men present, I started my act. I began to move slowly, almost seductivel

ped. I felt the cold liquid running

ad just not too subtly spilled her wine on me said, h

into a very wide

dad-Raymond Grayson-will have plenty to say to yo

moment ago now stood frozen, their faces turning pale. They lunged toward me, no

Grayson, we di

please don't

al tonight, and childish games weren't part of it. "Oh, do not fret. I'm s

hind, I guess Karma or irony-take your pick-had it out for me, because I walke

an K

nto a mixture of ugly red and white. Gasps filled the room, the crowd watching with wide eyes as the heir and heiress o

I stood there, as if paralyzed, my mind racing as I watched

spoiled brat, throw

mmered, more afraid of Raymond than

is lips brushing my ear as he whispered,

, w

y and I sighed, accept

t can you do abo

eryone seemingly very interested in what was

ief as he squared his shoulders. "Dance with me, Ms. Gra

outstretched hand, feeling a t

paid any attention to a single woman all night, was now offering his ha

n, a smirk on my face, nervousnes

soft. We sauntered slowl

playing. Adrian turned to address the room. "Ladies

nothing interesting

is Mr Kane and

g like they had nothing else to do, reluctantly turned away, resuming their conversati

he bare skin along my waist, sparks shot through

indeed very

, Ms. Grayson?" he asked, his

e satisfaction that he was right. "Why wo

face, making his dimples more prominent.

be too cocky. You d

htly as we moved to the music. "Interesting. I didn't kn

eautiful or a liar? I per

ining I'd received in handling situations like this. "Guess you're no

hrough me. "So... you won't tell me your beautiful first name?" he a

ess you won't be finding out any time soon then." I flashed him a small

hungry for whatever was in front of you. In my case, I was lucky enoug

d out. I always get my way with people." H

yself so I don't ask him

Oh, and... I'll just call you 'Bambina sfacc

But I knew what Bambina meant, and I was

bina Sfacciata. But I'll gladly show you that in my eyes, you're just a tiny thing. And

how to breathe. "Stop pretending to be who you aren't, Miss Grayson," he

g me standing there, froze

e like

nd was going to kill me if Ad