The CEO's Fake Girlfriend

e devil notice me. Or bett

I ha

e owns every molecule of air in this building. I hate his cold

spare him the third one. I might've wished his dick shrank and made every woman on Earth repulsive to hi

ting my tongue and swallowing every curse word that clawed at

day, I

ound the kitchen with their frowns of disapproval. They were there because of countle

box until they had no

mirk behind

rs was Greg, the executive who thought he owned the place. A young junior staff-or his today's victim-stood

e face didn't match his work ID. He adjusted his glass

p, pl

k, spooning the liquid into

e was my

n needed to be handled, and the CEO had to make an appearance. Other than my stalking sessions online, I had only see

he air changed and conversations hushed, because there

cafeteria as employees rose on their feet and bowed their heads in greeting. I didn't bow

ind the night th

together,

ore, never breathed the same air as

-dollar suit. Most people wouldn't notice, but I could practically feel the rage radiating off him. His fi

ares burning into his boss's back. I didn't bother hiding it. Instead, I flashed him m

owt

ron aside. My fingers worked quickly through my auburn curls, smoothing th

uld have watched him force some poor woman to pick up a pen he had "accidentally" dropped

t down-if you could call having his hand resting under the t

eyes darted around, silently pl

notice me coming, too busy whispering something

alding head and slammed it s

s words gurgled

sure I was heard. "You think having a corner office gives yo

ing down his red face and soaki

r disgusting behavior." I leaned in closer. "Maybe you compensate with all t

ied to stand, his chair scraping against the floor, but I

his bowl, tilting what remained of the

ld feel all eyes on us now, including,

behind me," I told her quietly, then turned ba

rage. Just then, his palm landed on my cheek in

a moment, I was too stunned to speak. This was

straightened up, touching my burning cheek

is face. "Girlfriend? My foot. You disgusting-looking kit

re?!" The deep, furious voice

nal