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Chapter Thirty
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BILLIONAIRE'S FAKE FIANCÉE Chapter Thirty Six
Dante The night nurse arrived exactly on schedule just as stated. I didn’t think I was going to even like her, but she got my attention immediately, she was professional but still warm and I knew Paige would like her. And yet, I have not stopped thinking about the way Paige looked at me when I told her we had a party to attend and we were going to leave Kyla with a night nurse.She didn’t say everything she was thinking, but I could see it in her eyes. The questions, the resistance, the quiet defiance she tries so hard to mask behind composure.She thinks this is about control and appearances, about maintaining my public image. A soft click from the bedroom door pulls me out of my thoughts and then she steps out.For a moment, I forget how to breathe completely.My mind goes blank in a way that is both inconvenient and deeply inconvenient.She is stunning abd and that word is insufficient.The dress fits her like it was made specifically for her, she looks elegant, refined, sophist
BILLIONAIRE'S FAKE FIANCÉE Chapter Thirty Five
Paige.I am still staring at the huge bed when the silence finally starts to feel too loud.The suite looks like it was designed for a married happy couple on a luxury getaway instead of two people stuck in a complicated arrangement they pretend not to define.My fingers tighten slightly around the handle of my suitcase as I step further inside, my heels sinking softly into the plush carpet. The suite is beautiful, unnecessarily beautiful with floor to floor ceiling windows, soft gold lighting, and a quiet elegance that feels almost suffocating.Because it feels intimate, too intimate for whatever me and Dante have going on.Behind me, I hear the soft rustle of fabric and the faint sound of Kyla’s sleepy babble. I turn slightly and watch as Dante walks deeper into the suite, completely unbothered by the fact that we are now sharing a bedroom.He doesn't seem bothered at all by our arrangement, and that irritates me even more. He gently places Kyla in the bassinet that has already bee
BILLIONAIRE'S FAKE FIANCÉE Chapter Thirty Four
Paige.I don’t start packing when we get back to the house. I tell myself I will there is no rush, I even walk into the bedroom with the full intention of doing it, but instead, I just stand there for a moment, staring at the open wardrobe like it personally offended me.Dante just sprung the trip on me, just like that no Intel at all, no discussion and I was supposed to go along with it. My fingers tighten around the strap of the baby bag still hanging from my shoulder before I slowly set it down on the bed.“What even is this?” I whisper under my breath.Because I genuinely don’t understand, yesterday, he was distant, he left and didn't want to spend any time with us, but this morning we were going on a family trip, pretending to be happy and in love. I pull out Kyla’s small suitcase and place it on the bed, unzipping it slowly. The soft sound fills the quiet room, and immediately I begin folding her tiny clothes with automatic precision onesies, extra socks, bibs, blankets, wipe
BILLIONAIRE'S FAKE FIANCÉE Chapter Thirty Three
Paige. I sit in the passenger seat, my hands resting on Kyla’s baby bag on my lap, fingers absentmindedly tracing the zipper over and over again. The car hums softly as Dante drives, his eyes fixed on the road, his jaw set in that unreadable way that makes it impossible to tell what he is thinking.He hasn’t turned on the radio and he hasn’t said a word either, we are just driving in silence.In the backseat, Kyla babbles softly to herself, occasionally letting out tiny squeals that fill the quiet space. Every time she makes a sound, my heart softens just a little, grounding me, reminding me what today is actually about.I glance sideways at Dante for a brief second.His grip on the steering wheel is firm but not tense. His posture is relaxed, almost too relaxed for someone who showed up smelling like alcohol this morning and casually announced a family trip as if it were nothing. His expression is calm, composed, controlled as always. My chest tightens, but I quickly look away, s
BILLIONAIRE'S FAKE FIANCÉE Chapter Thirty Two
Paige. One minute I was staring at the ceiling, listening to the soft hum of the baby monitor on my nightstand, replaying the last call from the night before, and the next, darkness swallowed everything up. The fuzzy static from the baby monitor drags me back to consciousness.It’s not loud, just that soft, scratchy sound that tells me Kyla is awake and moving. My eyes flutter open slowly, my body warm under the covers, my mind lagging behind reality. For a second, I don’t move. I just lie there, staring at the pale morning light slipping through the curtains, trying to piece together where I am and what day it is, then it hits me. Everything from last night, cooking dinner, the candles and then the phone callMy hand immediately reaches for my phone on the nightstand. The screen lights up, almost blinding me. 7:56 AM. There are no missed calls or messages at all. Not even a single notification. A small, sharp ache forms in my chest, but I swallow it down before it can grow into s
BILLIONAIRE'S FAKE FIANCÉE Chapter Thirty One
Paige. The house is finally silent, I stand in the doorway of Kyla’s nursery for a few seconds longer than necessary, watching the slow rise and fall of her tiny chest. Her fist is curled near her cheek, her lips slightly parted, her lashes resting like soft shadows against her skin. She looks so peaceful.I ease the door shut with the gentlest click, my fingers lingering on the handle as if the silence itself might shatter if I move too fast.“Sleep well, my love,” I whisper, even though she can’t hear me.Downstairs, the house still smells faintly of baby lotion and lavender from her bath, but underneath it, the richer scent of simmering tomato sauce fills the air, warm and comforting. I look at the at the time on the hallway clock, it's 7:02 p.m. I still have some time before Dante gets back home. I smooth my hands down my dress and head towards the kitchen where Alba is wiping down the counter. She looks up immediately, that knowing smile already on her face.“Is she is asleep
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