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All Chapters of The Billionaire CEO'S Fake Fiancée : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40
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Kylian's POVI’d been in the same bad mood for a week. Ever since I fired Yvonne. It was weird to fire your fiancée and end an engagement at the same time.Now, if only there were some way for me to divorce my asshole brother who was still working for the company. I still couldn’t believe how stupid I had been. I had thought I was being the clever one by convincing Yvonne to marry me and have my child. That’s what I got for being so cocky I supposed.Kieran was a sneaky bastard, pretending he had no interest in becoming the new head of Litt Groups. What a load of garbage. He wanted it just as badly as I did. The only difference was I told him I wanted it, as I was the oldest of six brothers and deserved it. I was the CEO. I was the one making money hand over fist for the stupid company—not him.Whoever had the first heir won. That clause put into my father’s will was a slap to the face. He had to know how competitive his sons were. I couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t have just given
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Kylian's POVI shrugged a shoulder. “What does that have to do with it?”He smiled. “Because, you’re acting differently. You aren’t your normal aloof self. You’re actually pissed at the idea she was going to throw you over for your brother. We all know that has happened before. All of you have burned through more women than I can count. You’ve swapped women and usually either laughed about it or punched the brother and moved on. You’ve never cared before.”“I don’t care.”“Bullshit. You do care. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t be sitting right where you are, all torn up about it. You followed her to a restaurant, to spy on her, because you suspected she was up to something and now, you’re jealous. You’re jealous because you think she’s sleeping with Kieran,” he pointed out.“Jealous. I’m not jealous,” I argued.He raised one eyebrow. “You sure about that?” “I’m mad that Kieran is going behind my back.”“You don’t know that. I know Kieran and that doesn’t sound like him,” Desmond said, pis
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Yvonne's POVI was pouting, sulking, and feeling horrible in general after what had happened with Kylian. He said he didn’t care about me, but I couldn’t believe that entirely. I had seen the look of anger on his face when we walked out of that restaurant. I kept replaying the many different ways that could have gone if only I had told him about Kieran’s invitation to meet. I should have told him Friday and I definitely should have told him on Saturday. Oh, and of course, I could have mentioned the little detail on Sunday morning when I left his house to meet Kieran.But I didn’t, and now I was sitting in my apartment feeling completely miserable. I had no job, no future, and no man. I could have survived without the man part, but somewhere from that first meeting with him until Sunday morning, I had found myself falling for him. It shouldn’t have happened so fast, especially given the circumstances of our very strange relationship.It shouldn’t have, but it did. My heart wasn’t liste
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Yvonne's POVI groaned. “I wish I could. I’ve been trying. I keep telling myself it is for the best, but it doesn’t feel like it. I can find nothing good about what happened.”She shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know. There’s the fact you aren’t under his thumb anymore. I mean that wasn’t cool.”I smiled. “I didn’t mind it at all. Is that weird? I mean, I liked the way he dominated me. He didn’t push it too far. It was exciting to have a man be so, so—”“Alpha oldie?” she offered.I laughed. “I guess in a way he was very oldie. It was hot. I could see him bare-chested, pounding his fists and hollering. I was more than happy to let him drag me to his bedroom,” I said, my face heating as I thought about the way he dominated me in the bedroom.She rolled her eyes. “I don’t want to know. You’ve had him. We’ve talked about him, now it’s done. We’re moving on and not looking back. Let’s focus on the future without Kylian Litt in it.”I wanted to protest and tell her no, but I knew she was rig
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Yvonne's POVI groaned. “I wish I could. I’ve been trying. I keep telling myself it is for the best, but it doesn’t feel like it. I can find nothing good about what happened.”She shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know. There’s the fact you aren’t under his thumb anymore. I mean that wasn’t cool.”I smiled. “I didn’t mind it at all. Is that weird? I mean, I liked the way he dominated me. He didn’t push it too far. It was exciting to have a man be so, so—”“Alpha oldie?” she offered.I laughed. “I guess in a way he was very oldie. It was hot. I could see him bare-chested, pounding his fists and hollering. I was more than happy to let him drag me to his bedroom,” I said, my face heating as I thought about the way he dominated me in the bedroom.She rolled her eyes. “I don’t want to know. You’ve had him. We’ve talked about him, now it’s done. We’re moving on and not looking back. Let’s focus on the future without Kylian Litt in it.”I wanted to protest and tell her no, but I knew she was righ
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Kylian's POVI downed the second scotch and looked around the bar. I wasn’t sure why I had gone there. What was I expecting to happen? I knew what normally happened when I came to the bar. Or used to happen. I’d show up. I’d do a little flirting and then at the end of the night, I’d take home the woman I chose. All of it sounded so boring now. I heaved a heavy sigh, hoping to feel that familiar spark of excitement of conquering someone new. It wasn’t coming.The usual crowd was milling about, enjoying after-work drinks with coworkers and friends while doing a little flirting. I used to be one of those people. Mingling and hooking up with a new face every week, sometimes more often. It suddenly felt cloying, like I had done this exact same thing so many times. I needed to break out of the rut I was in.“Let’s go to the club,” I said on a spur-of-the-moment decision. Desmond wrinkled his nose. “Aren’t we a little old for that?”“No. We’re in our early thirties. That does not make us over
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Kylian's POVNone of them were what I wanted. She’d spoiled me. I didn’t know if I would ever be able to touch another woman again. They would never compare to her. It was her taste, her smell that I craved. I thought about taking one of the women home and do my best to pretend she was Yvonne. It wouldn’t work. I wanted Yvonne and that pissed me off more than what she did to me.“Hey, mind if we crash your party up here?” A male voice cut through my fantasy.I turned to see an old friend. “Jason! Hey!” I said, getting up and shaking the guy’s hand.“Kylian Litt. It’s been a while!” he greeted.I nodded my head. “I thought I’d give you all a chance by taking a step back.”He burst into laughter. “That explains everything.”I shook the hands of the other three men I vaguely remembered from past years of hanging out at the club. It was a little strange to see they were still hanging around.The waitress returned, greeted each of the men by name, confirming my suspicion they were regulars.
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Yvonne's POVThe bottle of wine was almost empty, which would have been sad if I didn’t have another bottle on standby. It wouldn’t be as good, but it didn’t matter after the first bottle dulled our senses. I lay down on my bed, watching Cynthia walk into my closet.“This is amazing. I love your closet. I want a big apartment just so I can have a huge closet,” she mumbled.I laughed. “I’m going to be selling a lot of that stuff to support myself if I don’t get a job soon.”She shook her head. “No! That is a crime in itself.”“Come on, let’s play dress-up and go out. We never get to go out. You’re busy, I’m busy and now that you are not so busy, I want to party!” she shouted, her hands raised in the air.I groaned. “The last thing I want to do is go out. Look at me,” I said, waving a hand over my lounge-around-the-house outfit.“Come on, I want to dance. I want to let my hair loose and party,” she said, flipping through the rows of dresses in my closet.I got off the bed and followed he
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Yvonne's POVI smiled. “Very perceptive. This isn’t my thing. I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be a drag.”He shrugged. “Not a problem. I see a friend I’m going to go say hi to. Try and have some fun,” he said before abandoning me at the table.I couldn’t blame him. There was no chance he was getting laid by me. I looked around the room and realized it really wasn’t my scene. Everyone looked so young and immature. In the back of my mind, I thought about Kylian. He was a man. Mature, dominating, and so much more than the guys I watched grinding against anything that moved on the dance floor. I was a little embarrassed for them.I missed Kylian. He was a big, fat jerk, but I missed him. I knew there was more to him than the tough exterior he presented to the world. I had caught glimpses of it and knew with a little time and energy, I could get to that part of him.“You look lonely. Do you want to dance?” A male voice cut through my Kylian thoughts.I looked up to see a guy, I couldn’t bring my
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Kylian's POVI scanned the dance floor and noticed a woman in a blue dress that immediately conjured up some wild fantasies. The way her hips moved, her arms stretching to the ceiling and her head rolling back and forth looked familiar. It reminded me of Yvonne. Hell, now I was really losing my mind.I was seeing her in other women.I sucked down the scotch, doing my best not to stare at the woman in the blue dress, but something kept drawing me back to her.“She’s hot,” Jason said from beside me.I turned to look at him. “Indeed.”When I looked back, she was gone. I immediately scanned the crowd, trying to find her. She had left the dance floor. I hoped she hadn’t left the club. I wanted to watch her some more. It was then I saw her standing next to a small table. I could only see her profile, but I would know that face anywhere. It was Yvonne. She was chatting with a guy, smiling, her perfect lips sucking on a little red straw as she flirted.“If you’ll excuse me, I need to take car
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