My Hired Gigolo Is A Billionaire
“You remember the instructions, right? You’re my mega-rich new fiancé. You’re going to help me destroy my evil ex. Deal?”
He grinned like this was the most entertaining thing that had happened to him all year. “Deal.”
~~~~~
The worst thing that happened to Leah Byrne wasn’t catching her fiancé cheating with his stepsister the night before their wedding.
It was being invited to their wedding as a “very special guest.”
Humiliated and seething, Leah decides she’s done being the quiet, boring one. If Bryce wants to throw his new life in her face, she’ll throw something bigger right back.
At her sister’s suggestion, she hires a high-end escort to pose as her very wealthy new fiancé for the event—someone who’ll make Bryce choke on his own arrogance.
She doesn’t expect that the man who shows up is not an escort but actually Bryce’s uncle and the most powerful man in the country, Preston Royce.
Amused by the mix-up and intrigued by the furious little woman who just mistook him for who she hired, Preston plays along.
And he plays the part a little too well.
After the wedding, what was supposed to be one night of revenge turns into something messier. When their very public appearance sparks backlash and family pressure, Preston makes Leah an offer…
Keep pretending to be his fiancée. Just long enough to quiet the rumors and get his family off his back. Leah knows better than to agree.
So she agrees anyway. As long as it gets under her ex's skin.
What starts as a transaction slowly stops feeling like one… and neither of them is ready for how deep it goes.
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Chapter: Your FiancéeChapter 5: Your Fiancée?Leah When I woke up, the other side of the bed was cold.I stretched a hand across the ridiculously soft sheets and found nothing but empty space and the faint scent of whatever expensive cologne he’d been wearing. No warm body. No low morning voice. No evidence that last night had been anything more than a very vivid, very expensive hallucination.Of course he was gone.What had I expected? A goodbye kiss and a handwritten sonnet? He was a high-end escort. He probably had a whole calendar of lonely rich people to service. I was just Tuesday night’s charity case with a broken heart and a maxed-out savings account.I sat up slowly. Every muscle in my body reminded me, in vivid detail, exactly how thoroughly he’d ruined me for ordinary men. The ache between my legs was especially vocal about it.“Walk of shame without the shame part,” I muttered to the empty room. “Progress.”I reached for my purse on the nightstand and froze halfway. There was a small black
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Chapter: One NightChapter 4: One NightLeahI sat in the passenger seat with my arms crossed, trying very hard not to look impressed and failing spectacularly.“So,” I said, watching another luxury tower slide past the window, “this ‘place’ of yours… is it by any chance a cardboard box under a bridge that you’ve decorated with fairy lights and lies?”He glanced at me, one corner of his mouth lifting. “You’ll see.”I did see.Twenty minutes later we pulled into an underground garage that looked like it charged rent by the square inch. He parked the Ferrari between a matte-black something that probably cost more than my entire bloodline and a silver car so shiny I could see my own exhausted face in the door. Then he led me to a private elevator that required a keycard, a fingerprint, and possibly a blood sacrifice.The doors opened directly into a penthouse. I stepped out, stopped dead, and stared.Floor-to-ceiling windows. The entire city glittering below like someone had spilled diamonds across pure
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Chapter: Expensive MistakeChapter 3: Expensive Mistake Leah I laughed right in his face. “You’re not the only one with a dick, you know?”Bryce’s face went the exact shade of an overripe tomato. He lunged forward like he was about to grab me, but Greta yanked him back so hard his tuxedo nearly came off his shoulder.“How dare you?” he hissed, trying and failing to look dignified while being restrained by his brand-new bride.“You don’t even have a ring,” he spat. “You’re lying.”I glanced down at my bare left hand and shrugged. “Took it off. Didn’t want to outshine Greta’s. Hers looks like it came from a vending machine.”Greta’s smile cracked. “Yeah, right. Fiancé my ass. For all we know he’s a stripper you picked off the pole and paid him to say these things. No one wants you. You’re desperate enough to pull something this pathetic.”The man beside me tilted his head, mask still on, voice smooth and almost curious.“A stripper?” he repeated. “Interesting. Does that mean you picked your groom off the pole a
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Chapter: Her FiancéChapter 2: Her FiancéLeah Today was my ex's wedding. My cheating, freeloading, stepsister-fucking scumbag of an ex was marrying the woman he’d been sleeping with in my bed, under my roof, after three years of letting me pay for everything. And he had the absolute nerve to invite me as a “special guest” just so he could watch me bleed in public.His mistake.I had spent every last cent of my life savings hiring the most expensive male escort the app offered. The kind of man whose profile picture was just a torso so unfair it should have come with a warning label. I’d specifically requested a maroon jacket to match the dress I was currently zipping myself into while trying not to hyperventilate.I didn’t know what his face looked like. I only knew the body. And honestly? The body was half the battle. The other half was making Bryce choke on his own smugness.“Your Uber’s here,” Megan called from the living room. “Move it. The guy might leave if you keep staring at yourself in the m
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Chapter: World-class WeddingChapter 1: World-class Wedding Leah The boyfriend I’ve been with for three years is actually in love with his stepsister. ~~~~~“I still cannot believe you didn’t punch him in the face for cheating on you.”Megan was still raging about my ex two weeks later like the betrayal had happened this morning and she’d personally witnessed the whole disgusting performance. She paced behind the glass counters of the jewelry store, heels clicking a little too aggressively for a Tuesday afternoon.I smoothed my hand over my skirt. “Biggest regret of my life,” I said politely. “Might still get another chance. I’m keeping the option open. Hope is a beautiful thing.”Megan marched right up to me. “When that opportunity comes, you take it. Hard. After you sheltered and fed that parasite for three years? He suddenly springs this surprise on you like he’s doing a magic trick?”Magic trick was generous. Bryce had basically lied his way into my heart, my apartment, and my bank account with the skill
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