The Billionaire's Fake Marriage
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flash goes off wrong, I'm su
mine in a 'look natural' kind of way. "We'r
start? It was
like it was a lifeline, when gravity suddenly decided it hated me. My heel c
id chest. My heart slammed into my ribs as I had imagined my face hitting the carpe
g to steady myself while pretendi
slightly, one corner of his mouth cur
ck, adjusting my dress and heels. He didn't linger and neither did I. And that was it. The i
Life had
ness as usual, focusing on my job, trying to get by.
's going on?" The firs
ou need to c
iends were sharing some random news, mem
ornered me, phone he
, lo
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ling and being caught by Alex, captured in a photo that ma
? Alexander Knight's Scandalous Gala Enco
pered in disbelief. "This is
s happen? W
I could somehow magically bring the news down. One thing was c
verse could hear my th
. Now!" It was Alex. "Send me you
or questions. And I didn't know when my lips moved and
like they were decorations, followed by his PR officer, Stephanie, w
desk. "Your little 'accident' has created an issue and no
sed, standing up from my seat. "I.
s threatened everything! My investors are panicking and
ling back. Immediately almost everyone gat
and the world has interpreted it differently.
ward, gesturing with her hands
e a fake marriage. You and Mr. Knight. Public appearances, staged inte
"You want me to marry him
ement required, beyond what is necessary. You'll have to pretend that you're
ation?" I asked, folding
ollars." she s
llion.
s prepared to shoot back at both of them suddenly evaporated into thin air
ll the possibilities: apartment upgrades, investments, pro
could change
ed against the corner
ed coming back to reality. "A fake marriage? To you
ouldn't give a sh*t. But I need to protect my empire. Plus, you'll benefit.
y he said that like I was one o
could stop myself. And truly I d
ing about it." He said. "It'
options before I
lity of this being
s arrogant pr
n million dollars while kee
a pause that felt li
a hand and
s was the point I finally realized some of my colleagues w
ot wasting another moment. On it is written his fu
y, ma'am." His PR said before walking out. "Don't worr
a marriage contract agreement with