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The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée
Last Updated : 2025-04-18
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When Angelina is discarded by her husband after three months of marriage, she never expects to become a billionaire's fake fiancée. As desire ignites between her and the emotionless Damien, her ex-husband George returns, determined to reclaim what he threw away. But can a heart twice-broken ever truly heal?
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The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 35 - About You
"May I touch you here?" he asked, fingers dipping just beneath the elastic. "Yes," I breathed. "Please yes." His hand slipped inside both shorts and underwear, finding me already embarrassingly wet. He groaned against my breast when his fingers encountered the evidence of my arousal. "So wet for me," he murmured, circling my entrance teasingly before moving up to find the bundle of nerves that made me cry out when he touched it. "Oh god..." I whimpered as he began stroking in slow, deliberate circles. "No," he corrected, his voice a dark — almost teasing caress. "Just me." He continued his merciless attention to my body — mouth on my breasts, fingers between my legs, building a pressure that threatened to consume me. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, he withdrew his hand, making me whimper at the loss. "Patience," he said, pressing a kiss to my sternum. "I want to taste you." The words sent a flood of new arousal through me. I'd never experienced that before, Georg
Last Updated : 2025-04-18The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 34 - What Else?
That single plea seemed to break something in him. He kissed me again, harder, deeper, his body pressing mine against the wall. I felt the evidence of his arousal against my stomach, hard and insistent through the thin fabric of his pajama pants.His mouth left mine to trace a burning path down my neck, teeth scraping lightly over my pulse point. I arched into him, fingers tangling in his hair to hold him there. When he reached the junction of my neck and shoulder, he bit down gently, then soothed the sting with his tongue."Oh..!" I gasped, unprepared for the jolt of pleasure the action sent straight to my core.He pulled back slightly, eyes dark with desire but still watchful. "Too much?""Not enough," I answered truthfully.Something like a growl rumbled in his chest. His hands moved to the tie of my robe, pausing there. "May I ?"I nodded, unable to find my voice as he untied the sash and pushed the silk from my shoulders. It fell to the floor in a whisper of fabric, leaving me
Last Updated : 2025-04-17The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 33 - Nerves
I'd never been to his bedroom before. Our charade didn't extend to sharing living quarters, though Rosa and the staff assumed we sometimes did. I paused outside what I believed to be his door, suddenly uncertain. What was I doing? This wasn't part of our arrangement. This was crossing a line into territory neither of us had defined.Before I could retreat, lightning struck again, followed immediately by a deafening crack of thunder that made me gasp. My hand acted of its own accord, knocking on the solid wood door.Silence. Then the soft sound of footsteps.The door opened to reveal Damien in black pajama pants and nothing else. His hair was tousled, his chest bare in the dim light spilling from his room. He looked softer somehow, less impenetrable without his usual armor of tailored clothing."Angel?" His voice was rough with sleep. "What's wrong?""I — " Another crash of thunder made me flinch. "I'm sorry. The storm... I couldn't sleep."Understanding dawned in his eyes. He stepped
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 32 - Officially
The day my divorce was finalized, the sky broke open.I'd spent the afternoon in a downtown law office, signing papers that officially ended my three month marriage to George. My lawyer, provided by Damien, of course, had handled everything efficiently, keeping George and his new attorney, a sharp featured woman named Claire, at the opposite end of the conference table. George had tried repeatedly to catch my eye, his expression cycling between wounded puppy and calculated charm. I kept my gaze firmly on the documents before me."Ms. Winters, if you'll sign here," my lawyer directed, pointing to yet another line requiring my signature. "And here. This formally dissolves your marriage and confirms the settlement terms."George had fought the divorce bitterly once he realized I wasn't coming back. He'd suddenly discovered a passionate attachment to our marriage vows, conveniently forgetting he'd been the one to file first. Only after weeks of legal maneuvering had he reluctantly agreed
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 31 - Naivety
The walk back to the house felt like marching to my own execution. My anger at Damien had been tempered somewhat by the unexpected discovery of his hidden artistic side, but I was still determined to confront him about hiding George's visit.I found him in his study, jacket off and sleeves rolled up as he reviewed documents at his desk. He looked up when I entered, his expression guarded."Marco said you wanted to see me." I began.Damien set his papers aside. "George sent flowers.""He did," I confirmed. "With a note claiming we're soulmates."A muscle twitched in Damien's jaw. "An interesting perspective from a man who threw you out and filed for divorce.""What's more interesting is that you knew he came here two days ago and didn't tell me," I countered, unwilling to be diverted.Damien didn't attempt to deny it. "I handled the situation. There was no need to upset you.""That wasn't your decision to make," I said, my voice rising slightly. "George is MY problem, not yours!""You
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 30 - His Sanctuary
Damien painted? The revelation was startling. I couldn't imagine those controlled, precise hands creating art, yet somehow it made perfect sense."How do you know if no one's allowed in?" I asked.Izzy shrugged, suddenly very interested in arranging her markers. "I might have looked when he was away on business once. Just a peek.""Izzy," I admonished gently, though curiosity burned through me."I know, I know. But they're really good! Dark and moody, but good." She gave me a sly look. "You should ask him to show you. He might, since you're getting married and all."The innocent comment was another reminder of the fragile fiction surrounding us. Before I could respond, Marco appeared in the doorway, his expression as inscrutable as ever."Miss Winters," he began formally. "A delivery has arrived for you.""For me?" I asked, confused. No one outside Damien's household even knew I was here."Yes. If you'll follow me."Izzy trailed behind us as Marco led the way to the front hall, where
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 29 - Draw
I woke to sunlight streaming through the curtains and the sound of gentle knocking. My head still ached slightly from the two glasses of champagne I'd had at last night's gala, lightweight that I am, but the memory of Damien's fingers against my bare skin as he'd tended to the wine stain remained far more intoxicating than any alcohol."Come in" I called, sitting up against the pillows.The door opened to reveal Izzy, bouncing on her toes with barely contained energy."You're still sleeping?" she asked incredulously. "It's almost ten!"I glanced at the bedside clock, surprised. I rarely slept this late, even on weekends. "Sorry, Izzy. The gala ran pretty late last night."She rolled her eyes dramatically. "Boring grown-up stuff. Nonna said you wore a fancy dress and someone spilled wine on you."News traveled fast in this house, apparently. "Unfortunately, yes. It was quite the disaster.""Was it an accident?" Izzy asked, perching on the edge of my bed without invitation. The familia
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 28 - Accidents
After Elena left, I took another steadying breath before returning to the ballroom. The speeches had begun, and I quietly slipped back into my seat beside Damien. Without looking at me, he reached under the table and squeezed my hand briefly, acknowledging my return.As the formal program concluded and guests began circulating again, Damien guided me toward the silent auction displays. We were examining a painting from an emerging artist when I felt a splash of cold liquid down my back, soaking through the thin silk of my dress.I gasped at the sudden chill, turning to find a woman in a red dress with an acidentally overturned wine glass."Oh my goodness I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, her tone dripping with false sincerity. "How terribly clumsy of me."Damien's response was immediate and controlled. "Accidents happen," he said smoothly, though his eyes had turned to ice. "If you'll excuse us."Without another word he guided me through the growing crowd of onlookers, his arm protectiv
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée 27 - Worthy Of
"There are photographers," I said, panic rising. "....you didn't mention photographers." "An oversight," Damien admitted. "The foundation uses the images for promotional materials. We can avoid them if you prefer." I took a deep breath, remembering why we were doing this. For Sophia. For the charade. "No, it's fine. I was just surprised." Damien reached over, taking my hand in his. His touch was steadying, his grip firm without being restrictive. "Remember," he said quietly, "these people have no power over you unless you give it to them." With those words of unexpected wisdom, he nodded to the driver, who opened the door. Damien stepped out first, then turned to offer me his hand. The cameras immediately began flashing as I emerged, momentarily blinding me. Damien's arm went around my waist, his body slightly angled to shield me from the worst of the photographers' attention. He guided me forward with practiced ease, nodding acknowledgments to the press without stopping f
Last Updated : 2025-04-08
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Chapter 1 - Mistake
ANGELINA ~ "Just drop me off here please." I said to the taxi driver, fishing out the last of my cash from my purse. The meter read fifteen dollars and twenty two cents. I handed him a twenty. "Keep the change." The driver nodded, looking at me through the rearview mirror. "You sure you don't want me to pull into the driveway, miss? It's pouring out there." I glanced out the window at the large Victorian house that George and I had called home for the past three months. The lights were on in our bedroom, even though it was only four in the afternoon. Strange. George was supposed to be at work. "I'm sure. Thank you." As I stepped out of the taxi, the sky opened up and unleashed a torrential downpour. Within seconds, my cream blouse was soaked through, clinging to my skin. I hurried up the pathway, my painting supplies tucked underneath my arm in a desperate attempt to keep them dry. I had spent the day at the park, sketching, letting my mind wander. George had been distant la...
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