THE CEO'S MARRIAGE PROPOSAL

woman who didn't care about anything. Sophia had told her to be obnoxious, to

rd with a mischievous grin, "

from her didn

In my past life, I was probably a queen. Or maybe a tige

not into a smile. He set his glass dow

ay she wanted. Instead of disgust, he

doubl

I snore. Loudly. And I kick in my sleep.

rched. Still no s

ie dolls. Chucky, Annabelle, all the classics. T

shock, he chuckled. A low, warm sound

like what I exp

not the plan. He was sup

rest of her win

fle sauce. Jessica eyed it nervously. This was not fri

commit to her sabotage. She cut into the steak with ex

good. Almost as good as my favorite chicken feet place.

man's calm demeanor cr

et," he rep

r lips swell." She puckered her lips in

ica waved cheerfully. "Another bottle of wine, ple

darkened-finally! May

drink this mu

e. That was too honest. She quickly recovered.

thumped painfully. She

t, he leaned back in his chair,

nteresting,"

g?" she ech

rom every wo

all wrong. He was supposed to

-large bite of steak into h

s gleaming under golden light. Jessica's heels wobbled dangerou

nly, his tone sharper now. "Why d

ding. She thought of her tiny apartment above the restaurant, o

ther insisted, of course. He wants me mar

as though testing her wo

in a sleek black car. The man gestured

e'd see she wasn't Sophia Wilson. He'd see the

lly have another date. With someone e

's mask cracked fully. His eyes narrowe

te," he rep

ng furiously. "So you see,

ripping, and fled into the nig

was her company's new president-watched her go, his li