Willow Creed always put her career before any relationships but found that the road to building your career could be a lonely one. When her editor suggests that she write a believable romance story, Willow is at a loss for words, especially since she's so jaded about the topic of romance. After hearing Willow complain to her best friend about her situation with her editor, Reid Grayson proposes that they enter into a fake relationship under two conditions: she attends his brother's wedding as his date to get his family off his back about finding someone special, and they are not to fall in love with one another. Willow knows that she would never fall for the arrogant and rude Reid Grayson, so she agrees. Will both of them be able to keep to the conditions set in place when Reid is hiding a secret that could potentially break her? **This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.**
Lihat lebih banyakWillow
“Are you certain?!” I jump up from my seat while on the phone with my editor. He has just called me with fantastic news, and I am really not sure if he was pulling my leg or not.
“Yes! Bestseller, baby!” He exclaims and I silently scream at those words.
BEST SELLER! My book turned out to be a bestseller! Trying my best not to lose my mind, I thank him for his guidance and informing me about the good news before saying our goodbyes.
I must admit that I never expected my book to be a hit, especially since I just started this new job as a PA at a newly formed law firm. 23 years old, fresh out of college with my future ahead of me, my life could only go up!
“Willow,” My boss, Michael, says as he walks towards me and I look up. He just said his goodbyes to one of his clients after a three-hour-long meeting with her.
“That one ran long. I hope she remembers that she’s paying us by the hour.” I say and Michael chuckles at this.
If the last three months have taught me anything, it's that I can be myself around Michael; he’s a chilled boss. He sighs.
“Man, I could use the afternoon off. Why don’t we close up early for the day?” He says and I could just about hug him! It was only three in the afternoon and we usually only leave after 6, depending on the meetings he has for the day.
I nod happily, “Yes, I would love that!” I exclaim.
We lock up and say our goodbyes before heading our separate ways.
I live up the road from the law firm, so I walk to work and back daily. It was another reason I decided to take this job; the commute was easy and I got some exercise on top of it.
With a spring in my step and a smile on my face, I think about my fiancé, Alexander. I can’t wait to share the news about my book with him! He knew that writing was my first love and I only took the PA job as a means to an income.
He’s always been supportive of my dreams and career, so I feel guilty for not spending as much time with him as I would like to. His business has taken him out of town a lot lately and my new job tends to keep me busy. I always get home exhausted, so does he - then there's my writing to top it off.
This is the reason I don’t tell him that I’ve got the afternoon off; I wanted to surprise him!
As quiet as I can, I open the front door and tiptoe towards our bedroom. Being a self-employed draughtsman with his own company, he prefers to work on his projects at home. But something seems wrong today. He usually works with Metallica playing in the background, but the house was silent.
When I round the corner to our bedroom, I see why.
“Alex?” I ask incredulously when I see the luggage on the floor - packed and ready to go. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt showing off his tattooed forearms. His hair was slicked back and his blue eyes cold and devoid of emotion when he looked at me. I walk into our bedroom tentatively, uncertain of what to say or do.
What was happening?
“What's going on? Are you going on a business trip you forgot to tell me about?” I ask, too scared to hear his answer.
“I'm leaving you, Willow. In fact, I have left you a long time ago.” He says with a smirk then walks towards the door.
“Coming, babe?” I hear behind me and turn around with my heart hammering. Standing there was a beautiful woman; long, sleek black hair, porcelain skin and legs that go on for days - something I could never be and she has just called him 'babe.'
“Wait in the car, I'll be there in a sec.” Alex says to her then, picks up the bags left at the foot of the bed.
Wait, what?!
I ran after him, “What do you mean you're leaving, Alex?” I call out, and he stops and turns around, with resentment blazing in his eyes.
“The last few months, you have barely paid any attention to me or our relationship. I realise that it's your new job and your writing that is keeping you busy, but that doesn't excuse the fact that you even forgot about our anniversary two months ago.” He says and walks towards me, taking my face in his hands.
“I bought this home for us to start our new lives together, but I think you took me out of the equation a long time ago. I wasn't going to go through with the affair, but she has shown me more affection in a day than you have in all the time we've been together. I'm sorry, Willow. But we're through. You can keep the house; I’ll sort out the paperwork and send it over.” He says and kisses my forehead before turning and walking away.
A frown crossed my brow. “What are you talking about? Our anniversary was last week, and you're the one who forgot, not me!” I call out to him in a choked voice, and he stops walking, stiffening his back.
“I only started working as a PA for three months, Alex, what do you mean I haven’t been paying attention to you when you’re the one who’s barely home! You’re always out of town, always tired, never in the mood to spend time with me, how am I the bad girlfriend in this?!” I exclaim with tears running down my face.
Why did anger make me think so clearly? I was so stupid! He’s always out of town, always busy; now I knew why.
He looks at me with a raised eyebrow, then laughs.
“Ah, Willow. You could always see through my bullshit, couldn’t you?” He says, then walks towards me and takes my left hand in his.
“You should have just remained a stupid book store clerk, then maybe I would have considered staying. But no, you had dreams and aspirations. I can’t be with a woman whose dreams are higher than mine. So, I will be taking this back.” He says and pulls the engagement ring off my finger.
“As I said, the house is yours, I’ll send the deed over tomorrow.”
I look at him, my anger replacing the hurt I was feeling.
“My editor let me know today that my book was a bestseller, the book where I based the story on us,” I say, angry tears slipping down my cheeks. Alex grins and shakes his head, a sly look in his eyes.
“I guess you've always preferred the fictional version of me instead of the real me, even though I was real and only a few feet away.” He says with a shrug, then walks out of our home for the last time.
I haven't opened that book I wrote since he left.
Willow Building an empire alone is one thing, but building an empire with someone you loved was something else entirely. You strive for the other’s success and knowing you had them in the corner with you meant so much more. A year after his surgery and chemo, we decided to add more rooms to the lake house; two studies and two guest rooms for when the family visits. It cost us a pretty penny, but with the success of my romance novels, and Reid selling the shares in his father’s law firm, we were good for it. I managed to open my own editorial house as well, so now I manage myself and at least four other new authors. My success was growing and so was Reid’s, who had a knack for the business world. Soon after he joined one of the largest marketing firms in Denver did they see a rise in their price on the stock market. Reid started being known as ‘Golden Thumbs’, whatever he touched seemed to multiply in success. I’m so proud of him and e
Willow My head whips to the door, and I take in the sight of the man I deemed my brother before running straight into his arms. Noah knew all the right things to say, and when I told him about what would happen today, he said he would be here for me until I decided to chase him away. “Noah!” I exclaim, wrapping my arms around his neck and taking in the familiar scent of him. I heard the low chuckle in his chest as he held me close, knowing words couldn’t express what I was feeling right now. When he lets go of me, we walk over to the bed I would be sleeping in and sit down, where Noah places his hand over mine. “I thought I used to be a fucking tough rockstar, fighting depression while performing in front of thousands, but what you’re doing blows all that away. You’re an amazing person and an even tougher bird, Specs. I take my hat off to you for what you’re doing, but since I am the only one that can currently see through your bullsh
Willow Okay, I knew this would come; I didn’t know it would come so soon after we just made love. Reid looks at me and cups my cheek, wiping away the tears that had formed even before he told me. T hey discovered another tumour and had no idea if it was cancerous or not, but River would get back to him with the results in a day. If all goes well, they will remove the new tumour and proceed with chemo to eliminate the parts they couldn’t remove. But for now, they didn’t know if it was malignant or benign… the test would reveal that. “I didn’t want to ruin our first Christmas together, especially not after what you did for me. But it felt wrong to hide this from you,” he says while his bottom lip trembled. This was more difficult for him than it was for me, knowing that he just got this happiness and it might be taken away just as quickly. “I understand. Thank you for telling me. I’ll still be by your side, no matter the outcome
Reid How is everything so perfect and yet so devastatingly painful? I sat down opposite the woman who has come to mean so much to me, and she’s chatting away while we’re having lunch as if yesterday’s events didn’t loom over us. She’s decorated my home for Christmas to welcome me back, and she’s cooked for me - how could fate be so cruel as to give me someone like Willow Creed, knowing that I wouldn’t be long for this world? When River came to me this morning, I didn’t expect him to deliver the news he did since they gave me the all-clear on the operation. But he received a call this morning to say that there was an error in one of my MRI scans, and what do you know? They discovered another tumour and is clearly inoperable at this stage. He took some tissue samples this morning and would let me know if it was malignant or benign. But there is an out if it is cancerous, and it comes with radiation treatment and chemo, so that means man
Willow As soon as Reid was out, I left the hospital and made my way back to my condo while driving his car. As much as I wished to stay at his side, I was pretty drained and would do him no good by feeling this way. When I arrive at my condo, I grab a few more items I would need and head back to Reid’s lake house. Yeah, this was my home and all, but the lake house has come to be an important place for me as well. Within the hour, I was back at the lake house and didn’t even bother to shower as I headed straight for the bed. The pillowcases still smelled like him, and before I knew it, I had passed out with nothing but thoughts of Reid on my mind. When I open my eyes the following morning, I reach over to the spot where Reid should be, only to find it unoccupied. I had such a wonderful dream before I woke up, and to not see him beside me crushed my heart a bit. No worries, I suppose; he’s in the hospital and would probably get released
Reid My father is standing in front of me, sobbing his heart out because apparently, he blamed himself for my stroke. River said the same thing, even after I told them it was okay. What’s the point in whining over a death that would have ultimately come? Yes, they pissed me off with what they said, but that didn’t mean that I hated them for it. “You’re not a defective son, Reid. Please don’t ever think that about yourself! I am proud of what you’ve accomplished with your life, but I don’t want you to live your life to please me anymore. When you’re 100%, we can go over what you want to do from now on, okay?” My dad says while gripping my shoulder. I nod and give him a wan smile before he walks away again. My meningioma has grown no larger than my last check-up, so they have prepped me for an operation on the 30th, which was a few days away. I have to admit that I am terrified; even though everything still seems a bit hazy to me, I am still aw
Willow I watch Reid slump against the car door and wrench the steering wheel from his hands, with my heart beating right out of my chest. Thank God that this is an automatic, or I probably would be dead right now. After I bring the car to a stop, I check Reid’s pulse and breathing, then pull out my cell phone to call River. Fuck their differences right now. I have no idea how I am remaining so calm, but I have a feeling that this will all probably hit me once the adrenaline leaves my body. I exhale, then dial River’s number, who answers on the first ring. “Willow! Hey, listen,-” “No, I don’t have time for that now, River. There’s been an accident and Reid has passed out.” I say and go on to tell him where we were currently before putting the phone down and actually calling an ambulance. When my eyes fall on Reid, I notice the side of his mouth is a bit turned down and realise what could have happened. He was so angry, so pissed off at his fami
Reid My father watches me with a glare, and before he even opens his mouth, I know what is coming. “Do you know how you’ve made your mother feel with this stunt you’ve pulled, Reid?” He says, the fake smile dropping from his face as promptly as he put it there. I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose before straightening my back to answer him. “And I have apologised to her profusely for going MIA on all of you, have I not?” I say, leaning against the kitchen counter. River shakes his head. “That’s not what dad means, Reid.” He says, the joy in his eyes earlier replaced by disappointment. “Don’t think for one minute that we’re not happy you’ve decided to live. But how do you think mom feels knowing that she wasn’t the one to make you change your mind?” I look at both of them, dumbfounded that this would be the conclusion they would come to after all this time. “So you guys are happy that I’ve chosen to live, but not that
Willow I’m watching Reid from the passenger seat and noting how completely calm he looks. Instead of the rigid lawyer now sat a man with his mind made up and chatting happily while sitting slightly slumped in his seat. I can’t help but think how much his decision weighed on him, knowing he could die at any given moment. Allowing myself to smile a little, I take in this different side of him with a happy heart. “My mom is looking forward to seeing you, as usual,” he says with a snicker, his eyes flickering towards me, then back to the road. “I’m a bit nervous about seeing your family after all this time,” I admit while fidgeting in my seat a bit. Yeah, it was all good and well that Reid had changed his mind about the surgery, but I had literally cut them all out of my life since we ‘broke up’ after Aspen. Would they still hold a grudge? Reid looks over at me and grins. “I can promise you now that you have nothing to be
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