THE PLAYBOY AND THE GOOD GIRL Mixing business with pleasure can be dangerous but also quite sexy. “Playboy” Liam Right works for one of the best insurance companies in the States. His skillfulness and professionalism are well appreciated by his boss and rightfully so, he’s in line for a huge promotion. Unfortunately, only married men get such promotions. So, for the next three months, Liam needs someone to play the role of the dotting fiancée. And it’s quite urgent to find this perfect “someone” since his boss wants to meet the “future Mrs. Right”. Chef Maxima Davenport has returned to New York to fulfill her goals: become one of the best chefs in the country and create her own “empire”, starting from a small catering business. She needs a perfect place big enough to take her first steps. The solution to her problem comes from Liam, her best friend’s brother and the one Maxima has loved since she was fifteen. So, Maxima agrees to help him but a few rules of this fake engagement must be followed religiously. No kissing or touching unless it can’t be helped. No sex... Definitely no sex. No fooling around while they are in the privacy of Liam’s apartment. But can they really follow these simple rules?
View More“So? Am I a genius or what?” Billie exclaimed, sounding ridiculously pleased with herself. Another long second of silence passed. The coffee shop was busy with midmorning traffic, moms with kids in strollers, older folks with crossword puzzles, and a large noisy table that seemed to be some walking club. The steaming hiss of the espresso machine punctuated the babble of voices.“What did you just say?” Maxima finally managed to respond. She’d spent the morning looking at two hopeless places to rent, one where a cat came to greet her at the door and her eyes started watering before she could even cross the threshold, and the other with a supposed non-smoking roommate who seemed to think that joints didn’t count. They’d met at a coffee shop in the area. Billie looked pleased with the purchase of an old cookbook filled with recipes for dishes from all over the world, a gift for Maxima. She was looking through the book, so she hadn’t fully paid attentio
That name… For the past four years, Maxima’s face and last words kept hunting his dreams from time to time. That last night, before her departure from Scarsdale, he did the most absurd things of all. After the party and after taking a shower, still a bit drunk, he went to her house, kissed her, and asked her to stay, acting like a damn fool who had just had some strange epiphany. She said no… obviously and kicked him out of her house. But those words she said to him, her disapproval, her refusal to come to New York with him, dug a large hole in his very essence, in his male pride, making it hard for him to find the perfect woman… the perfect ‘Mrs. Right’. Liam never told Billie or anyone else about Maxima’s refusal or about the kiss they'd shared. He never saw a reason in opening his heart and mind to the women in his family, allowing them to see the damage that the young woman, his sister’s dull friend, had been capable of accomplishing with ju
‘I must find the perfect fake Mrs. Right or kiss my promotion and my job goodbye.’ Liam was pretty good at staying cool under pressure. In his experience, things usually worked out fine. Maybe he needed to work a little longer, push a bit harder, find a way around a blocked path. But, in the end, the solution would come out. Nonetheless, this was different. He’d stretched out the date of the engagement dinner as far as he could, but it was fast approaching, and the main character was still missing. Having to produce a suitable fiancée in a few days… How was he supposed to do that without stumbling across a magic lamp or selling his soul to the devil himself? And not just any girl would do. This one would be under scrutiny from the top brass, the board, and their spouses. Liam had mentally reviewed every woman he could think of, scoured his social media, his personal contact lists, and his old ‘black book’, but none of the women he
“I’m going to see Billie… Finally!” she mumbled and took a deep breath. Maxima paid the cab fare and started walking quickly toward one of the most exclusive bars in the Upper East Side. Manhattan was not her favorite spot to have a drink and decompress after a shitty day at work, but having a drink and a chat with her best friend in the whole white world was all she needed. This was their first meeting in four years and the excitement was significant. Since she came back from Italy, all Maxima tried to do was to find some sort of balance between two aspects of her reality: her new job and her new life. But all her attempts were doomed to fail. She hated her boss, a pompous ass who didn’t know the first thing about great food, and she hated her rented apartment. But, most of all, Maxima hated being back in a city so different from Florence. The only thing brightening her return to New York, has been getting in touch with Billie Right, her ‘sister from anoth
For Liam, to be invited to a dinner with the members of the board was a huge honor and an extremely important sign. It meant he was being looked over by the board members before he was offered the Vice President position. Yes! It was really happening… He was going to be the youngest Vice President in the history of “CareShields Ins. Group”! And that’s when Liam got it. It wouldn’t be him under scrutiny. Howard and the board members wanted to make sure he was marrying the right kind of woman, the perfect one to become a “CareShields” vice president’s spouse. Liam considered himself a glass-half-full kind of guy, but right now he felt like that glass had fallen off the table and smashed to pieces on the floor, spilling all his hard work and dreams of promotion with it.“An engagement dinner?!” His voice sounded a little higher-pitched than usual as he frantically tried to think of a way out.“Yes, Liam. We’ve never met your
The elevator doors opened like welcoming arms as Liam Right crossed the marble floor of the office building in Lower Manhattan. Not having to wait for an elevator during the Monday morning rush was always a good sign. It was going to be one of those great days when everything went his way. When the doors opened again to deposit him on the twenty-fifth floor and the “CareShields Ins. Group” offices, he was already moving. Life has never been better! After four years of hard work for the most prestigious insurance company in Downtown New York City, he’d had a few subtle hints dropped his way about a vice presidency coming vacant when Eric Hall retired. Liam was now more than ready to be the youngest Vice President in the company’s history. As he strode to his office, Liam enthusiastically greeted his private assistant.“Good morning, my dear Robyn.”“Good morning, Liam.” Robyn Loggins was one of the most efficient private assistants
FLORENCE, ITALY (4 years after)“Chef Davenport, we are all waiting for you in the kitchen,” her sous chef said, from outside the changing room.“Okay, thanks for letting me know. I’ll be out in a second,” Maxima replied, pulling out her cell phone. She looked at the display, trying to stay calm. Her last text was staring back at her. ‘School is over. It’s time for me to come back to the States. How about we see each other for a few drinks and a long chat, just like the ones we used to have? Max.’ No reply. Maybe Billie had no desire to see her… Maybe Billie forgot all about that last favor. Those words were still very much present in Maxima’s mind. ‘The moment you decide it’s time for you to come back home, promise me I’ll be the first person you'll call… after your mom, of course.’ “Is going back the right answer? Is it? And if so, going back to what? To whom?” Maxima murmured. “I’ve spent these past four year
Maxima put the suitcases near the door and then looked around the house. It was way too quiet and way too big for her alone. The night was warm and pleasant, so Maxima decided to stay outside and enjoy the nightly breeze. What better way to say goodbye to the place that has been her home for the last seven years?“Yeah… I’m going to stay here. I’ll doze off on the plane.” She sat on the swinging chair, enjoying the quiet night. The street was empty, no one in sight. The lamplights offered the best light ever so that she could ‘spy’ on her neighbors without getting caught in the act. From her porch, Maxima could see Mrs. Right in the kitchen, cleaning and loading the dishwasher. Billie’s mother was the perfect housewife. The house was always spic and span, the kitchen was always ‘in full mode’. Spending time with Billie’s family has always been a blessing. And not only because of Billie, or her parents, who always made her feel so welcome in their hous
“Well, you have a party to prepare for, so I’d better go home and finish packing my suitcase. Tomorrow I’m going to leave Scarsdale for good.” Maxima got up from the comfortable armchair and put on her shoes. Billie Right, her best friend, did the same thing.“Are you sure you don’t want to come to our party? We would all love that very much,” Billie asked.“I'm afraid I can’t,” Maxima replied to her best friend.“Oh, come on, hon. This is going to be our last party as college girls. Well, college dropout, in your case.” ‘College dropout…’ The definition was right, but Maxima didn’t feel like a college dropout. She felt more like a survivor. This part of her school education just wasn’t made for Maxima. She tried with all her might for everybody's sake, but college was just a prison. She did her best to be a perfect college student for almost three years, but at one point, Maxima felt trapped. She became the shadow of herself, a perfect ghoul.
“Well, you have a party to prepare for, so I’d better go home and finish packing my suitcase. Tomorrow I’m going to leave Scarsdale for good.” Maxima got up from the comfortable armchair and put on her shoes. Billie Right, her best friend, did the same thing.“Are you sure you don’t want to come to our party? We would all love that very much,” Billie asked.“I'm afraid I can’t,” Maxima replied to her best friend.“Oh, come on, hon. This is going to be our last party as college girls. Well, college dropout, in your case.” ‘College dropout…’ The definition was right, but Maxima didn’t feel like a college dropout. She felt more like a survivor. This part of her school education just wasn’t made for Maxima. She tried with all her might for everybody's sake, but college was just a prison. She did her best to be a perfect college student for almost three years, but at one point, Maxima felt trapped. She became the shadow of herself, a perfect ghoul....
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