All Chapters of The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The deep intensified as Lily used her teeth to subtly and gently part Christopher’s mouth open, and Christopher did so with abandon. They kissed, deeply and passionately, and in that moment, it seemed as though Lily was in a different world entirely. Their tongues intertwined, their lips locked, and they tasted each other completely. Lily wasn’t expecting that she would be this good with kissing Christopher, because she had never kissed a man before, but more importantly, she never knew that kissing him would taste this good and make her entire body tingle with pleasure. Then Christopher lifted Lily effortlessly and took her towards the bed. Lily already suspected how it was going to end, because the kiss and Christopher’s strong hands around her set her entire body on fire. She wanted Christopher Bridger to take her in that moment, but her heart beat even with all the lust and desire. Lily Bashwood had never been intimate with a man before and regardless of how she felt in Christ

It was a splendid night for Aimee Landon, and she woke up with a great mood, so much so that she practically danced like a happy princess as she went about her morning routine, from brushing her teeth to making her coffee, and of course, having breakfast of toast and jam. “Today is a perfect day!” Aimee sang to herself. The previous day had gone way better than she had expected. The press release, although not what Aimee would have wanted in a lifetime, was released almost immediately after, and those companies that were threatening to withdraw their contracts from Christopher’s company retraced her steps, and that was coupled with the fact that Aimee had also texted her source and asked her to take down the post about Christopher going into her apartment. Who could play the game this good? Definitely no one else! All that had happened had put Christopher in a better mood, and because he had been in a better mood, he was more than cordial with her. Aimee had feared that Christophe

Christopher tiptoed into the bedroom in the morning, and sighed in relief when he saw Lily sleeping peacefully. After he had left her, he had gone to the basement and passed the night there.He had never seen her in that light before. He always knew her to be reckless and wild, but then again, Christopher thought that they already had an understanding about the terms of their marriage. It was not a marriage of love or even convenience; it was purely based on a contract, and in a few months from now, all of that would be over.Ashley could take her wildness and recklessness to wherever she wanted; he really did not care, as long as it did not bring him any form of scandal, because Christopher was a man who was big on reputation; it was how he was able to build his company to the level that it had gotten.Last night, as he laid in the basement, one thought had crossed Christopher’s mind; What was wrong with the women around him?First, it was Aimee, although she had been dead drunk, had

Lily was stunned at the reaction she was seeing from Christopher. Since she got married to Christopher, which has been over three months now, she had never seen him vulnerable, not even once, talk more of crying.Then it dawned on Lily that she had gone too far.“Christopher, I am so sorry,” Lily tried to apologized, but Christopher still had his eyes closed even though no other tear slipped out of his eyes.Not that Lily was expecting to see more tears; the only one that she saw unnerved her even. Christopher remained silent and unmoving, and Lily was confused for a second.“Are you okay?” Lily asked, her voice sounding a little shaky.Then she reminded herself that she was completely Ashley Grander now, and Ashley would not be afraid, regardless of what she had done. So Lily summoned courage and quietly walked closer to Christopher and handed him the towel.Christopher snatched it from her in an instantly, so much so that Lily almost passed out in shock, and he slammed the bedroom r

Don Grander waited for Monk at one of the private lounges that he usually booked for certain rare occasions. Don Grander had been too preoccupied for days now to even think of his daughter’s impersonator, but thankfully, Emily had assured him that everything was in good shape, and now that she had returned to Christopher, positive change and result were highly anticipated. Don Grander was relieved when Monk showed up sooner than expected, because Don Grander hated to be kept waiting, and he insisted on meeting here rather than the house to prevent obnoxious ears. “What is the news?” Don Grander asked Monk as Monk settled in. “I couldn’t find him,” Monk said in defeat. Disappointment and anger showed in Don Grander’s eyes immediately. “What are you talking about, Monk? Benedict is not a spirit, and he cannot afford to run away from this city, so why are you telling me this?” Don Grander asked Monk angrily. Lately, Monk was beginning to fail in most of the tasks assigned to him. T