My Fake Husband Is A Zillionaire

certificate, Addie brought

en sleeping in the construct

it hadn't sat right with her. After everything she'd dragged him into

oor, a wave of exhaustion washing over her. "There should be some

he bathroom, and soon the sound of

he cushions. Her feet ached. Her head throbbed. The events of

She glanced at t

ent the formal notice. They're freezing all funding, effective imme

. The bastard hadn't

From this point forward, Hayes Corp and Sterling have no relati

cts will have to pause immediately. A day or

of her nose. "Give me one week. I'l

l and let out a l

he find a new inv

litics of Chicago's business circles. She didn't have deep connections. And if

glier. His "investment" had slowly, methodically turned Sterling into a subsidiary of Hayes Corp

th such arrogance. That was why he b

ood simmer. She would p

ne rang

r ID made her stomac

uld even get out a greeting, his

Look at what you've done! You went to Jennings's hotel and humiliated him in publi

ad

nt you to explain yoursel

et another word out,

ckles went white. Jennings had gotten to him first. Of course he had

room doo

th a ridiculous cartoon duck printed across the front. On him, the fabric was stretched tight across his shoulde

e phone call still sat heavy on her chest. T

you working tomorrow? A

ed me for

knew this man. What she wa

I need to go to my parents' house. To

outh lifted. Not a

prob

for reluctance, for a negotiation. Instead, he had ag

nk y

d then, immediately, a

oom had been converted into her home office months ago, filled with whi

ked at it at

the bed and patted the mattress beside him, a slow, teasing grin spreading across his

eading to the tips of her ears. She must have looked l

Hurley

going to do anything. Not without feelings b

. "I'll take the sofa. You sleep in

mmering against her ribs for reasons s

l-fitted suit, then drove toward her childhood h

e steering wheel as the wrou

for her behind those

t walking