Fake Dating The Billionaire
Celeste Montgomery once had everything—wealth, status, and beauty but after her family’s downfall, she’s now struggling to make ends meet as a waitress in a high-end restaurant. When she runs into her old friends, they taunt her about Leo Kingsley—the one man she once won over, only to break his heart and is now above her league. Desperate to save face, Celeste lies, claiming that Leo still wants her back.
When the video of her boasting goes viral, the internet has a field day. To her shock, Leo, now a powerful billionaire, publicly plays along, calling her the love of his life. But the Leo she knew is no more—he’s ruthless, cold and most importantly a formidable force , a man she could never have.
Caught in a whirlwind of media attention and forced to fake date Leo to appease his dying grandmother, Celeste finds herself navigating a world of luxury and hidden emotions. The chemistry between them still burns, but can she survive the lies she told and the heart she once broke?
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Chapter: Chapter Seventeen: Navigating Feelings. Celeste’s POV: I sat across from Leo at his sleek black desk, a legal pad in my lap and my laptop open beside me. My sweatshirt sleeves were pushed to my elbows, a pencil tucked behind one ear. Leo, in a fitted navy tee and dark joggers, looked anything but relaxed as he scrolled through a dense spreadsheet on his monitor. The warm, polished wood of his home office glowed beneath the overhead light, the only sound the soft click of his mouse and the occasional rustle of paper. “You're missing the implications in column G,” he said without looking up. “If the funding round pushes through under those terms, the board will demand an accelerated timeline. Which means the department heads will scramble, and the prototype delivery date becomes a noose.” I frowned, leaning forward. “But if we slow the rollout, we risk losing leverage with Westbrook’s side.” Leo finally glanced at me, his expression unreadable. “That’s the entire point of the bluff. We push, but not hard enough to
Last Updated: 2025-05-02
Chapter: Chapter Sixteen: unspoken Tension Celeste's pov It was the first time I’d beaten Leo to the office. The executive floor was still and quiet, bathed in soft morning light. I stepped out of the elevator and walked past the sleek, empty desks toward the familiar doors of Leo’s office. After punching in the access code, I stepped inside. Everything was still—his desk empty, the usual hum of tension absent. I settled behind my corner desk and pulled up the day’s agenda. A full lineup. Meetings, calls, preliminary reports on the upcoming merger.It was going to be a long day. The soft knock startled me. I turned just as the door cracked open and Maya stepped in, clutching a sleek folder. “Hey,” she said, voice low as if afraid to disturb the silence. “I brought the finalized PR breakdown for the travel side of the merger. Mr. Kingsley wanted it before ten.” “Thanks,” I said, standing to take it from her. “I’ll make sure it’s on his desk.” Her gaze flicked to the empty chair behind his desk. “He’s not in yet?”
Last Updated: 2025-05-01
Chapter: Chapter Fifteen: Jealousy And DesireCeleste's pov I thought things between Leo and me had changed for the better after everything that happened in Mexico. But I thought wrong. He’s been colder than ever—like none of it meant anything. Like Mexico never happened. It’s been three days since Mexico. Three days since the park, the hot air balloon, the moment Leo held my hand like he didn’t want to let go. And yet, the second we landed back home, it was like none of it ever happened. Leo’s been distant—barely speaking to me unless it’s about work, and when he does, his voice is clipped, formal. Cold. He hasn’t mentioned the trip, hasn’t looked at me the same way. It’s like he packed up whatever warmth he showed me and left it behind in Mexico. I told myself I imagined it—that I read too much into a soft look, a lingering touch. But I didn’t. And that’s what makes this worse. I scroll through his calendar and pause at the Kingsley Hospitality Mixer. It’s this afternoon—an investor-centered networking event the
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Chapter Fourteen: Blurred Lines Celeste’s POV The soft light of morning spilled through the hotel bedroom suite’s wide windows, casting a golden haze across the room. I stirred slowly, feeling the warmth of another body pressed against mine — strong, steady, and painfully familiar. Leo. His arm was draped lazily over my waist, his breath brushing against the top of my head in even, unhurried rhythms. For a moment, I didn’t move. I stayed there, suspended between sleep and waking up, memorizing the feel of him — the rise and fall of his chest. The kiss from the gala rushed in uninvited: his hand at the small of my back, the way his mouth had claimed mine under the blinding lights and the eyes of hundreds. A kiss that made me want things I wasn't brave enough to admit, not even to myself. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing the thoughts away before they took root and twisted into something dangerous. This wasn’t real. This was an arrangement, a deal. No matter how real it had felt at the time. Carefull
Last Updated: 2025-04-29
Chapter: Chapter Thirteen Part II: The Investor Meetings And GalaCeleste's Pov The conference had gone off without a hitch. Leo's speech had made an impact, and the energy in the hall was still buzzing from his words. But as we stepped out of the room, the moment of victory was short-lived. The day wasn’t over yet. "Let’s move," Leo said, glancing at his watch. "Next meeting in thirty." We headed for the restaurant for a quick lunch. Leo barely spoke as he ate, his focus probably shifting to the investor meetings that would follow. He was mentally preparing for the next round of deals while I sat across from him, still hyper-aware of the whirlwind that was his day. The atmosphere around us was busy, filled mostly with conference attendees grabbing a quick bite. I didn’t say much either, using the time to review my notes and check my messages. As soon as the meal was over, Leo was on his phone, reviewing meeting agendas and making last-minute adjustments. I followed suit, keeping my own phone close, ready to handle whatever tasks he’d assig
Last Updated: 2025-04-28
Chapter: Chapter Thirteen Part I: The Conference Celeste's pov The ride from the airport was as smooth and silent as the man sitting beside me. Leo hadn’t said a word since we landed. The silence wasn’t unusual, but tonight it felt heavier. He watched the city blur past the window, unreadable as ever. I didn’t speak either. There was nothing to say—no conversation, no glance. Just distance. When the car finally turned into a long private driveway, my breath caught. The hotel—or rather, the palace masquerading as one—rose like a jewel against the sun-drenched Guadalajara skyline. Cream stone walls gleamed under the light, carved with ornate detailing. A waterfall framed the grand entrance, its sound mingling with soft instrumental music wafting through hidden speakers. Staff in crisp, modern uniforms moved with polished ease, greeting guests with practiced smiles and polite nods. And at the very top of the building, subtly etched in gold, the words Hotel Cielo shimmered. It was opulence without apology. I stepped out
Last Updated: 2025-04-24
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