Billionaire's Substitute Bride

Olivia POV"I hate you," Mia yells, kicking the back of her brother's headrest. Xavier doesn't react. Instead, he focuses his attention more on the road. Mia then proceeds to lean in my direction, causing her to snuggle my elbow. "You're so warm," she says, snuggling closer. Then she looks up at me from under her lashes and says, "Don't you just hate him?" I nod in agreement. Mia and I had taken one too many drinks, and since we both couldn't drive home, we had no choice but to call someone. My sister wouldn't pick up, which was to be expected since she had a photoshoot tomorrow. Xavier, on the other, had picked up on the second ring. I lean against the window, too tired to keep my head up.Xavier's deep voice cuts through my drunken haze. "How much did you guys have to drink?" he asks; I start to count on my fingers just as Mia blurts out, "Not nearly enough." then, in a hushed tone she adds."He might be my brother, but it's obvious I inherited all the smarts." She giggles at her ow

My parents' home looked like something that crawled out of an Elle Décor Magazine. The living room had several pieces of furniture, including a large white sofa which sat at the center of it all and in front of it a large marble coffee table. On the other side of the room was a glass case showcasing my father's priced book collections, and next to it was my father's favorite painting of a majestic horse."Your skin looks dry," my mother examined with critical eyes. She stood across from me, her own skin glowing with a milky opalescent that almost seemed too fake. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a bun, and her eyes did little to hide the disapproval she felt."Have you been attending your monthly facial?" she asks, her eyes lingering on my neck."Yes, Mother," I reply, forcing a smile."Good. You're not getting any younger, you know; it's good that you make an effort to maintain your youth." Ever since Kathrine's engagement to Xavier, my mother has made it a habit to constantly remi