All Chapters of Fake It With Me, Anita: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

RYAN'S POV I had just finished showing Anita around the villa and our last stop was at the in-house gym. "Oh, wow! This is gonna be my favorite place in your Villa. Wait, you even have a treadmill? Damn! This is perfect!" She exclaimed excitedly the moment we had walked in. She had talked about random things without confronting me about the fact that I have children and hadn't thought to mention it to her. I could sense her fear and could understand why she seemed to be avoiding questioning me even though she must have a ton of questions. She perhaps don't want to talk about her past. I silently observed her, as she moved from one gym equipment to another. I had noticed how emotional she got when Zach and Zara had embraced her, several minutes ago. But I had no plans to say anything regarding that. "Why aren't you asking any questions? I know you might have some." I said as I walked up to her. Anita paused on her attempts at lifting a dumbbell and stared at me

RYAN'S POV I was seething with rage internally as I tried to see Kaia off. "Ryan you have to reconsider your decision." She reached out a hand and stopped me by the arm the moment we arrived at the in-house lobby at the ground floor. Through the large top to bottom glass windows, it was easy to stare outside and clearly see the activities going on in the large, well structured yard. I inhaled sharply and she sighed softly before she continued. "You know, you can't avoid it forever. Not when the Rivers' bloodline runs through your veins." "I thought I already made my decision clear enough, Kaia. You should know me by now. I'm not welcomed there, so why should I bother?" I said through gritted teeth and clenched fists. If not because it's Kaia, my only dearest cousin and only real family to me now, as far as I'm concerned _ my kids aside of course_ I would have long thrown her out of my house. "Of course, I know all of that. But you have to endure this much for the sa

RYAN'S POV An amused smile played at a corner of my lips briefly as I helped Anita wear her seatbelt. The faintest hint of a blush on her delicate looking cheeks was a somewhat funny sight to see. Earlier in the day, she had misunderstood me when I'd said she'd be playing the role of a substitute wife at night, thinking it was about the bedroom matters _a great temptation but it was never happening as gorgeous as she may be_ And then, she had been embarrassed when I had clarified what I meant a few minutes later. Since then, she had avoided making eye contact with me all day. Suddenly, a mental image of her and my kids cuddled up and peacefully asleep in her room flashed in my mind. It was an unusual sight I had seen when I returned home late at night and went to check on them in their rooms but couldn't find them, only to find them in Anita's room after hesitantly checking. Of course, I had been stunned and baffled by the sight but I didn't wake them up. Instead,

ANITA'S POV Was it possible for a properly air conditioned limo to feel so hot? Because why does it feel like I'm in urgent need of air? Like I might pass out anytime soon because I was loosing my breath? I mean, fixing on a seatbelt shouldn't take more than a couple of seconds and at max, a minute or two. So why did it take forever for Ryan_freaking_Rivers to help me fix mine on? Not like I had asked for his help or anything, he probably had just done what any gentleman would've. A couple minutes stretching into a seemingly endless eternity, one that was so hot I'd temporally forgotten how to breath. The position, the aura around us, and his gaze had been so intense that even little Zach had to clear his innocent curiousity. Still feeling embarrassed that I had read a different meaning in his words some hours ago, and then flustered by how his gaze seemed to scrutinize me, coupled with the children's innocent cheering, I didn't know what to say or how else to react _it

ANITA'S POV Right! She knows Ryan and I are faking it. But from the look of things, she was the only one aware of this fact in the Rivers' family. I had yet to properly formulate the right words in response to her not-so-brief outbursts of unexpected sentences, when we were interrupted. "Aunt K!" Zach and Zara had excitedly hugged her, seemingly tired of waiting for their turn for an embrace. "Oh, my sweet, little sugerpies." Kaia gushed. And as she squatted down to gather them in her arms, I was once again grateful for the twins' interruption. I couldn't tell if Kaia was being sincere with me or not, but one thing I'd observed; she had a better relationship with Ryan more than he did with the rest of his family who were still staring at us. I was proven right when Ryan didn't bat an eyelid but looked rather relaxed when she took the kids along to greet the rest of his family, leaving just him and I. Well, awkward... Or maybe not... I followed Ryan's footsteps,