Alexia's POV."Knock knock."I let out a frustrated groan and rolled over in my bed. This is the second time in a roll that my sleep has been cut short. I think I might have done something to piss mother universe off or something like that. This particular person has been knocking for a while now. I ignored it at first and hoped that the person would take a hint and leave but Nah, he or she was persistent and I hope to God that I can stop myself from killing the person. "Knock knock."Dammit!"Just a sec," I called out and managed to drag my body out of bed. I opened the door and lo and behold, it was Natalia and she had her nose buried in her cellphone again- I wasn't even the least bit surprised. "Good morning Natalia," I grumbled even though there was nothing good about this morning considering the fact that she interrupted my sleep. "Good morning, Alex. I am so sorry for waking you but I thought Nate already informed you." She said. "Informed
Nathaniel's POV. Alexia might have taken me a little serious when I asked her to break a leg because she did break a leg. At least I think she broke her leg, I am no doctor but I know for sure that the angle in which her ankle is facing is weird as fuck and just not right. "You do know I was joking when I asked you to break a leg?" I asked her. Imagine my horror when a worried Natalia called me and started going on and on about Alexia trying to try a heel on and tripping...I honestly didn't get anything she said I figured Alexia was hurt and I left my workplace immediately. One of the many perks of owning the company. "I know that okay. I am embarrassed enough as it is don't rub it in." She answered angling her face in such a way that her hair covered her. We have been at the hospital for like thirty minutes now. They already took her to take a scan of her leg and we were waiting for the result. I sent my driver to take Natalia back home. She insisted on staying with Alexia but I
Alexia's POV.I know I should not be enjoying the fact that Liam and Nathaniel are fussing over me but I am. I know Nathaniel was just playing the role of my fake boyfriend to make Liam jealous and I was enjoying every single bit of it. I know y'all must be curious about how I broke, scratch that, sprained my ankle. Here it goes, I was trying on a pretty nude strappy heel. I have never been a heels person until the double date when Lara made me wear one. I found out that I liked the way it made me feel, in control, powerful and it was as if I was on top of the world, literally. So yeah, I wanted to buy another pair of heels. I already tried on three different heels at the time and there was no problem. No accident. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. Zero. Not until Natalia thought she was done with pressing her phone and wanted to talk. We were talking and I was bending the down trying to tie the strap of the heels. Looking back now, I should have just sat down on one of the many couches in the
Alexia's POV. I knew it was just a matter of time before my editor Brenda lost her cool. She gave me a break from writing after my last two books were a hit but that break ended about two months ago. The plan was to write two more books to publish almost immediately. She said something about taking advantage of the fact that my last two books sold out fast and were still the talk of the town. I couldn't come up with anything to write though. I mean I have ideas, I have a million drafts but that is just natural. Drafts are just drafts though. I could just pick one of those million draft and start writing something right? But it wasn't as simple as it sounded. It was like I have hit a dead end. None of my drafts was appealing enough. Nah, appealing is not the word. Exciting. Thrilling enough. I didn't have that feeling yet, that feeling of rightness. None of my drafts felt right. "It doesn't have to feel right, Alexia. Just write something down." Brenda insisted. "I can't just write
Alexia's POV. Liam's word got in my head so much that I completely forgot to order dinner as Natalia asked. I should be immune to his dismissal by now but I guess I wasn't tough enough. It was starting to look like I and Nathaniel's effort wasn't having the desired effect on him and it got me thinking if he was so blind to my feelings for him. He had to have seen a hint or something. "I can't believe you forgot to order dinner. I am so hungry I don't think I would be able to survive another minute." Natalia whined from where she was seated beside Liam. It looks like her world revolved around him and she wasn't scared to show it. "Stop exaggerating. You must have had lunch when you were in Liam's school." "I didn't. I was too fascinated and excited to digest anything other than a Cola." She answered. "We can still order now," I said picking up my phone. "That is going to take a while. Liam, can you cook?" She asked "Uhhmm...I can boil water." He stuttered. She giggled. Yes, she
Nathaniel's POV. She has never been kissed by anyone before. Two days later and I still can't get over that fact. I can't explain why that pleases me so goddamn much. It took a lot for me to stop myself from kissing her properly when I realized that she hasn't had her first kiss yet. "We do not have to go to the hospital. My ankle is perfectly fine now, as you can see." She argued. We have been at it for exactly five minutes now. Her ankle does look fine but I wasn't pleased."I can see it but I still think we should get confirmation from the doctor before you start putting your weight on it," I told her and she shook her head at me. "Do you like the hospital that much? I promise you I am fine, I have been fine for a while now. I can stand on it and it doesn't even hurt anymore." She said."It is impossible to reason with you. Help me out here, Natalia." "I think you are the one being dramatic here, big brother. She said she is perfectly fine as you can see. I don't think there is
Alexia's POV. "I feel good knowing I won't be seeing your face around for the next two weeks," Liam told Nathaniel. It was past dinner time already and we were at Nathaniel's apartment helping him pack his luggage. He didn't have much to pack so we finished packing about twenty minutes ago. He didn't want to accept my help before but I insisted. "You and me both, Liam," Natalia said. I was having mixed feelings about his departure. I have only known him for a month and some weeks and I already feel so attached. I am blaming it on the fact that he was the first person I met in this apartment and I never cared to make any other friends after I met him. We have gotten really close over the weeks and I knew for sure that I was going to miss him. "You are just beefing me, Natalia. Don't think you will have the house to yourself for those weeks. I do not trust you with yourself especially since you started having..." He stopped talking when Natalia sent him a hard glare. If looks could
Alexia's POV. I should stop him. I know I should but my brain and body were not in cahoots at the moment. I don't know how it happened but somehow I woke up in Nathaniel's arms. That wasn't even what woke me up. I thought I was dreaming at first until it felt too real to be a dream. His hand was under my shirt or rather his shirt and it was directly on my breast. His thumb was flicking and pulling my hard nipples and even though he was only touching my breast I could feel his touch all over my body. It was like my body was on fire. I let out a soft sigh when he squeezed my breast. "Nathaniel." I tried to wake him but my voice came out as a sigh. I raised my hand to try to push him away from me but I pulled him closer instead. What I said. My brain and body want different things. He pinched my nipples between his fingers sending tremors down my body. I was getting wetter by seconds and I tried rubbing my thighs together to ease the ache a bit. Oblivious to my dilemma, Nathaniel co
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Alexia's POV. Three months later..."Is it done?" I asked Lara. I have lost count of the number of times I have asked her that question today. I was just nervous and excited and very eager to tell Nathaniel about the surprise. I am pregnant. Two months pregnant now. We haven't talked about kids but I am sure he wants one. Besides, we have not been careful at all so I know for sure that he will be excited to know that I am pregnant. It was supposed to be a simple dinner date with Nathaniel and I didn't plan on applying much makeup or even dressing up much but Lara showed up at our apartment— yes, I finally moved into Nathaniel's apartment, it was long overdue if you asked me— and had other ideas. She came with two different dresses, all brand new, and a new pair of heels and she insisted on doing my hair and makeup. We have been at it for hours now. "All you need to do is ask me that question one more and I will knock your head so hard that you won't be able to go for that date anym
Nathaniel's POV.My memories came back to me like I was in a cinema. It was like hitting the play button on a movie that was placed on pause before. I could relate to every single page I turned and everything came back to me. The first time we met. When she knocked on my door and I turned away thinking she was a cookie seller. When I went back to her apartment to ask for more cookies. When she told me about her unrequited love for her best friend, Liam, and when I offered to be her pretend boyfriend to help her gain Liam's attention. I remember every single thing. Everything that happened with Cynthia when we were still young. I remember hating her beyond belief and that had me wondering why on earth I thought she was still my girlfriend? How could I forget about everything she did and remember her as my girlfriend and forget my real girlfriend in the process?I wanted to go to Alexia right away but I held myself back because I was scared and unsure of what to tell her. How will even
Alexia's POV. "I told you it was hopeless. He obviously doesn't remember." I said throwing my hands up. Lara was with me in my apartment. Keeping me company so I won't lose my mind, according to Natalia. "You have to calm down. It is not even nighttime yet." Lara said. "He might not have opened the package or even read the book. I am sure he will remember when he reads it." Natalia said from the phone. We were on FaceTime. I have been calm the entire day, not entirely calm but I haven't been bouncing my legs so that is something. "I told his assistant to make sure that he opens the package himself," I told them. "And he will do just that. Do you want me to call him and try to see if he opened it yet?" Natalia asked. I shook my head. "No, don't do that," I said. "So you need to calm down. Watch a movie or something. Maybe eat cookies, do you have any at home?" She asked and I shook my head. I went through hell trying to edit and complete that book in just two days. Brenda was o
Nathaniel's POV. Out of sight, out of mind. Like hell. It has been two days and I swear I still see her everywhere. Her smell follows me everywhere I go and I keep thinking about that kiss. Her taste taunts me every time I try to go to bed. I knew I made a mistake the moment I lashed out at Alexia. I knew I shouldn't have said all those things I said to her like that. I was so confused and disorientated and I didn't know what to think so I lashed out and she was the only one there to face my wrath. I shouldn't have kissed her, I know that but I don't regret doing it anyway. That was by far the best kiss of my entire life and I went ahead and messed it up by lashing out and saying those hurtful things to her. I can never forget the look on her face when I literally asked her to leave.She stayed true to her word and left the mansion before dawn could break properly. I heard her shuffling around in her room and I even watched her leave. I wanted to run to her and apologize for what I
Alexia's POV."I am so sorry, Alex." Lara apologized for what seemed like the hundredth time today. "One more time. Just say that word one more time and I will throw you out of this house myself and I mean it, Lara." I said. She has been apologizing nonstop for leaving me alone at the club last night. She said she saw me dancing with the guy on the dance floor and I looked like I was having fun so she didn't bother to interrupt me but then I was no longer there the next time she looked and by the time she went to the restroom to look for me I was already gone. Noah later received a text from Nathaniel who explained what happened to them. She chuckled. "When will you be going back to the mansion? I can drop you off on my way home." She said. "I won't be going back." I moved out of Nathaniel's house very early this morning. I started packing up immediately I left him by the pool. There wasn't much to pack so it didn't take much time and I was done before I knew it. I wasn't sure if
Alexia’s POV. The relief on seeing Nathaniel was instant. His eyes met mine for a brief second before he took in the guy that still had me pinned against the bathroom wall. He grabbed him by his shirt and threw him off me. My legs turned to jelly the moment the guy was off me and I ended up slipping against the wall my breast still exposed. Nathaniel made quick work of removing his shirt and helped me to put it on. The shirt was really big on me and it covered up my now ruined two-piece easily. “Are you okay?” He asked cupping my face and all I could do was nod. “What the hell man?” The guy from the dance floor said when he regained his footing. “What did you think you were doing?” Nathaniel asked him facing him. His body was wound tight and I could see smoke coming out of his head, literally. “We were going to have fun not that I need to tell you that.” The guy said with a disgusting smirk and I felt myself shudder in disgust. “She didn’t want you to touch her. I heard her scr
Alexia's POV. It has been one week. A week since the kitchen scene. A week since Nathaniel left me sitting in the kitchen making me wonder what the fuck I did or said wrong. Everything was going alright. I couldn't sleep and I left my room to check if there was something I could munch on but I ended up spilling what was left of the cereal when Nathaniel entered the kitchen suddenly. Then he made noodles and was helping me separate the yolk from the white part and I asked him how he remembered that. He was going to tell me. He started talking and then he shut up all of sudden and left the kitchen like his dick was on fire. He has been avoiding me since that day. He doesn't stay in the same room as me even if everyone is there, he always finds an excuse to leave, it also helps that he has started going to work again. Anytime I try to talk to him he pretends as if he didn't hear me or even see me. He doesn't even spare me a glance at all and at this rate, I was willing to take his scow
Nathaniel's POV. I was jealous. I hate to admit it but I was jealous of her faceless boyfriend called Liam— even his name sounds lame. I have no right whatsoever to be jealous of him and I know that, I know it too well but I couldn't help the jealousy I felt when she was talking to him over the phone. The conversation started out stiff at first but they eased into the conversation real fast and she had this bright smile on her face, her eyes were even twinkling and the fact that this Liam guy was the one that put that look there didn't sit well with me. I know I should not be feeling like this about another woman when I have a girlfriend of my own but Alexia just...she confuses me and there is the fact that I keep getting flashes of memories that involves her. The whole thing is messing with my head and emotions and I was starting to feel guilty towards Cynthia. That was why I switched up on Alex earlier in the restaurant—guilt. I felt guilty that I was enjoying another woman's comp