A Crazy One-Night Stand

Fabiola felt consciousness return as if it was far away.She opened her eyes and sighed feeling sensations coming back into her body…And her body felt deliciously heavy and languorous.Strange new aches and pains were present in her muscles….No not pain…it felt pleasant.She looked around and realized that she was still in the suite.The stranger was gone now…She was happy he had left…It would have been awkward to face him this morning.She didn’t even know his name yet she had slept with him.She didn’t feel any regret though…Desperate times calls for desperate measures.Her cheeks grew hot recalling that she did it.She finally did it.The stickiness in her lower body made her decide to take a shower before going in search of clues about her parents.Fabiola got up just to see a small red dot flashing in the bag she carried with her, and boom! As if remembering something, she slapped herself violently on the back of the head.Had she recorded a video of her having sex with that

"Marry me."What? Fabiola's eyes widened again; she was like taking a roller coaster today. She thought she was going to be sold to some mafia boss as a bargaining chip for his business.But she never thought that he would ask for this!A marriage? And with her?!Was he being serious right now?She was seeking for a way to let these women know that she wanted nothing to do with him.She wanted these women off her back and he wants her to be his wife.She burst out laughing…He’s just joking and why would he choose her anyway…“You’re filthy rich…you can choose any woman you want for this joke…why me?”"I guess that’s because you are cheeky enough. Your determination to fight me in spite of everything convinced me that you are not someone who gives in easily, and as you can see, any woman who has been involved with me has been attacked by other women, and most women can't handle that. But you, as tenacious as a cockroach, will be a perfect candidate taking the position as my wife."Coc

After leaving the City Hall, Fabiola was taken by Lorenzo to a luxury store.She had refused, cause she thought everything was just an acting, and it was inappropriate to spend so much money on her. But in the end, being pressed by Lorenzo's powerful aura, she had to give in."You are my wife now, so you should consider my reputation." Lorenzo finished with a cold face and stepped aside to pick up the phone.He seemed to be quite busy. Judged from the fact that he had doubled the market value of the Prestige Group several times in just a few months since he took office as its president, he is certainly not an idle man.Fabiola turned her back on him, making faces and sticking her tongue out. Then she followed the beauty assistant (BA) who came to entertain her to the fitting room.It was Fabiola's first time feeling that being rich was really cool. She didn't even have to think about whether her money was enough, and those BAs were just waiting for her at the fitting room door with th

Since Lorenzo has made it known that Fabiola is his wife, she can no longer return to her rented room.She was taken to Lorenzo's luxurious villa.No sooner had the car pulled up in front of the golden gates than Fabiola was stunned by the sight before her, but at the same time she became frightened that she was getting used to it and would find it difficult to return to her previous life."Hello madam, I am the butler here. The young master has instructed me to take you to his bedroom."Fabiola was still in a daze when an older man of about sixty years of age approached.Lorenzo hadn't come back with her, he had told the driver to bring her over after explaining that something had come up at work.Lorenzo's bedroom? But they were faking their marriage, were they really going to sleep together?"Madame?" The butler spoke up again."Oh, yes." Fabiola nodded, presumably because Lorenzo didn't want anyone to find out they were in fake marriage, and she didn't want to cause him any more t

Upon entering the villa, Fabiola, even having seen Lorenzo's previous house, was still amazed by the sight.Fabiola tried to hide how nervous she felt…She had never been in the midst of rich people before.Sergio,an old butler welcomed them in with a smile.“Sir Diego is in his study.”Sergio informed them as they walked into the house."Wait on the ground floor while I see Grandpa in the study." Just entering the living room, Lorenzo left these words and went straight upstairs, leaving Fabiola who was at a loss."Young lady, this way please." The old butler was just about to lead her to the sofa when a middle-aged woman with delicate make-up came over.But she showed a strong look of contempt; she didn’t welcome Fabiola.This must be Lorenzo's calculating stepmother.Lorenzo usually lived in town and it had taken them an hour to come over to the villa. During the trip he had given a brief account of his relationship with his father and his stepmother.After listening to his story, sh