The CEO's Fake Girlfriend

on me, and his jaw worked like he was holding himself back from snapping

irlfriend?" so

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er seen h

the sting on my cheek. His clean ced

ven more intimidating than I

forcing my voice to stay even. I reached for his arm

whether to crush or flick away. His brow creased slightly. Fo

my hand off

oud enough for e

closer, almost daring him to move. "So I'm good enough for

is voice was quiet, but i

ow, even for you, Lucien." I turned to the stunned crowd. "Everyone, a

s eyes flicked across the room, reading every

k to me, cold enough to

you're fired," he

For expecting my boyfriend to have a backbone?" My voic

done. Find someone else to warm your bed a

I tossed my hair over my sh

, but I didn't look back. Elvis, the kitchen supe

tev

ushed through the glass doors into th

done

n Hayes. I'd made a scene big enough to t

ce

a

mach d

get fired. That was

to make him notice m

ng my bag. People rushed past, b

o kill me. Or w

alling. She worked in the marketing department and surely

d that created a scene in the cafeteria."

a hand through m

phone away from my ear. When I cautious

g? The CEO? His girlfriend?

It wasn't exactly

you know what people are saying right now? Th

s a bus roared past. "Look,

ter

I lied quickly. "Ta

rling, don'

I hung up before

ng on my cheek reminding me of Greg's slap. The adre

as supposed to pull me into his of

just gotten

this before R

-

o her boyfriend Edmund's lap at our kitche

the fire in her eyes, all protective and impossible to dodg

to be completely absorbed in the tas

led Lucien Hayes your boyfriend in front of everyone

rank you needed my he

mid-stir. "E

prank,

articular office, can't really remember who or what

th than lie for his girlfriend's best friend. Edmund was a tech expert and also worke

ing down the heat. "I was just trying to... you know

th to the cupboard. "You don't get to make pasta and p

sed once again by how

de a scene about Greg, who everybody knows is a creep, Lucie

friend thing?

... impro

"You know I can tell

. "Let's just eat and gossip about this later

ay's incident from one of his ma

uddenly, my phone vibrated in the pocket of my jogger

nd laughed. "It's

who texted, and the growing dread in my sto

things up. What did I tell you about controllin

ach tig

s might hav

e one I actually