The Billionaire's Fake Wife

t been home all night. Around four she'd given up trying to sl

chen bench gleamed and every wooden surface in the house shone with th

ly peeled off her gloves and wearily went into the kitchen to put on a pot of

o the door. She yanked it open, then froze in the doorway. Uncertain of wh

his face haggard and showi

arms and hugging her tight. "I was so mad I just

e knot in her throat. He was home.

itchen chairs and set about making breakfast. As

I still ha

r news, she realized. He wouldn't be happy when he kn

harply, picking up on

." May as well transition in

sm in his voice spoke volumes. "Ironic, huh? The day I get a final written w

s only temporary for now, but I'm hoping it'll lead to

Belle. Who to?

ine. He wasn't going

nd Wa

was si

d the panel yesterday. You didn't take it, did you?" Realization daw

. He didn't leav

d have told him to stick it where the sun don't shi

ing to go to the

d you I di

he holds all the strings, including mine." Bellesighed and reached out

he rest Roland's demands. H

umbled as he gently swatted her hand away. "You had bett

him. She heard his s

w, in all that's logical

abelle started, only to

ys is. So what is it? Is he looking to pick up where y

ll anyone, Blake. Promise me you w

he rooftops that my sister is havin

tting me in this position in the first place? He's asked me to stand in as his f

s w

of their phone. She lifted the receiver and cradled it betwee

aphael ." R

irs on her arms and up the back of her neck prickled

She reached across the table and put Blake's plate i

d to catch you before you went into t

p?" She asked

gged with relief, another leaped into full alert.

ch and Tennis Club. I'll let them know at reception

er were being put up in the guest accommodations at the club. Her friend

of long-s

iven for thirty years' service at Worth Industries. If she was quick

o decide on what to wear today. "See if you can't make it sooner." Before she cou

" she said as she hit the "off" button and

asked through a

eet Mr. Warner at the

forehand before you Start workin

. It could be anything. Yet, strangely, the No thought didn't strike

take wings. Whatever she was to meet ; him for wa

'd wanted, what she really wanted, had no significan

Rolex. She was late. Not exactly the most auspic

beachfront suite that was his temporary home and

sand of the perfectly groomed beach before suc

Relentless. Well, they'd have to take a st

f he was to suddenly produce a fiancée within a month of his

his attention. Ah she was finally here

asked as she enter

hit a water main on my street just after yo

ed her morning shower because of the issue with the water main

escribe the shapeless beige suit she

mething wron

be rectified today, at

in the gown she'd worn at the ball, felt the lush fullness of her curves when he'd kissed her. Even n

like me to do to

Roland toyed with the idea of what would happen if he asked her to remove her clothes

and as my fiancée, there wi

xpectations. Right. Perhaps w

elle? That's a little late,

e things I absolutely won't do," she an

ciding to err on the side of caution for now. "

ing? F

expect a little more from my immediate staff. Besides, as my fiancée, people will certainly have somet

y careful budget, Mr Warner. And I try to

e consultant coming to meet us shortly. Paige Adams-you may have heard of her. I understand she comes

e day shopping?" she asked,

Ms. Adams will have some other things up her

ompanying us on this

d like an unwelc

can't get out of so I'll have to leave you in her hand

any choice

have a will of iron. For some reason, Roland found that incredibly appealing. Would she be like