All Chapters of Her Reluctant Billionaire Boyfriend: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"I wrote the contract, but I still don't like it," Justin Lake, Noah's lawyer, and best friend said. "This is nuts, Noah."Noah let his friend rant, but he wasn't backing down. This was a solution to several of his problems. He'd keep Hailey as his pretend girlfriend while he was filming. She'd get what she wanted and he'd get what he wanted. Noah didn't see the problem. "I think you are making way too big a deal of this, Justin.""No, I'm not. You're entering into a contract with a woman you just met.""At least I had you draft a contract," Noah said.He paced outside the storefront office. Hailey was inside waiting for him. She didn't mention bringing her lawyer. She'd get the first crack at perusing the contract, but Noah did not doubt that Justin made it ironclad. He was second in a class at Harvard Law. The man knew how to write things so they couldn't be broken. "Yes, you did, but you were kind of vague. It may need revisions. We don't know what Hailey's lawyer will want to add

Noah's breath went away, but he didn't let Hailey know what he'd heard. She'd told someone that she loved them. He thought she'd said hello to her father, but he wanted to be sure. "Problem?"She sat there for a moment staring off into space. He wanted to comfort her because she was in some distress. Then she shook herself and smiled at him. It didn't reach her eyes. "No problem."Noah didn't believe her, but he let it go. He would investigate further. Was it her father that she'd been talking to? She hadn't mentioned a boyfriend or he wouldn't have suggested what they were about to sign a contract over. He cocked his head, but she rose before he could say anything more. When they were both back in Roland's office, the lawyer looked from one to the other. "I read through this and I find it highly unusual."Noah shrugged. "I'm sure it is, but neither of us is in normal circumstances."Noah suspected that there was more going on with Hailey than she let on. He wondered if she was having

Noah stared at the open door. "I'm assuming you didn't leave it that way."She shook her head. "We can call the cops.""They won't come probably," she said. Wow. If even the cops weren't going to show up in this neighborhood then Hailey didn't need to be here either. She was going to be hard to convince, but there was no way Noah was walking away. She couldn't stay here. "How about I call them."She frowned. "Fine, but don't expect much. They won't want to do the paperwork for something that won't be solved.""Have you had break-ins before?" Noah asked. Her gaze traveled to his face. "Yes, and I have nothing of value.""What are they looking for?" Noah asked. "Cash."For drugs, he suspected. Great. "This isn't going to work, but let me call the cops."Noah took a few steps away and pulled out his phone. He didn't know anyone here, but his name should bring the police. If he couldn't use his fame for a good reason, why have it at all? He knew giving his name to the person who answ

Hailey stepped into her room, flashed Noah a smile then closed the door. If she'd had any idea how her day would end when it began, well, she might not have done anything differently. This house was amazing. As appealing as it was, she shouldn't get used to it. This was a stop. A means to an end. She would be back in her apartment in a few months. Sooner if she could convince Noah it was a good idea. That way lay foolishness, she was sure, but she liked her independence. A soft knock interrupted her musings. She opened the door to see Rochester with her bag. "Miss."She reached out her hand, but Rochester brushed past her and rolled the suitcase into the room. "I can unpack for you, Miss."Her eyes went wide. She didn't need this man to do that. "I'm good. Thanks.""Do you require anything else while I'm here?" Rochester asked. "No, I'm good, thanks."He left and she leaned on the closed door to the bedroom. She probably would live out of the suitcase because she doubted she'd be h

Hailey had known it was a private conversation, but the warmth Noah had used to talk to his mother had been hard to resist. She'd wanted to bask in his tone. He didn't look angry at her for eavesdropping. He shifted his weight to one leg and leaned on the doorjamb. "Is this how you get your stories?"He had every right to feel betrayed. She should have backed away when she'd first heard him. "Uh, no. I was lost."She had been lost. She couldn't find the dining room where dinner supposedly was being served. Noah's face softened. "Yeah, I get it.""I'm sorry that I overheard part of your conversation," Hailey said. His conversation, the way he spoke to his mother, meant he could be a nice guy. He was probably as good a guy as his reputation spoke of. She'd never met anyone like him. Before she could embarrass herself and say anything Rochester appeared in the hallway. "Dinner is served. If you'll follow me."Hailey couldn't believe her luck. Noah didn't close the door behind him but p