Mag-log inAlexis thought she had it all: a thriving career, a charming husband, and a Pinterest-worthy life. That was before she walked in on Kevin and Stephanie, her cousin sleeping together. Without an ounce of shame, Kevin files for divorce from her and takes her company as his draining all her accounts. Left with nothing but a broken heart and empty savings, she’s forced to start from scratch. Desperate to pay a loan shark and too broke , she lands a cleaning job at the Carter Penthouse. It’s not ideal—but it’s a paycheck. And the perfect place to plot her revenge. There she meets Pierce Carter a cold billionaire and devilishly handsome—and unfortunately, her new boss. He’s arrogant. She’s petty. He’s got issues. She’s got bills. When Pierce makes a ridiculous bet with his best friend that he can last a week without firing her, Alexis sees an opportunity: get fired, walk away with a small fortune. But just when they think they’ve rid themselves of each other, fate has other plans. Pierce needs a wife to claim his inheritance from his late father, and Alexis needs the ultimate revenge: showing up married to a billionaire hotter than Kevin could ever dream of. It’s the perfect solution… until real feelings start to get in the way. A fake marriage is born. The rule is simple: You can look but you can't touch. No love. But who will break it first?
view moreAlexis.I have no idea what happened, but I am never eating those cookies again. I feel like I just got drop-kicked by a hurricane, tossed into a tornado, and then body-slammed by a tsunami. "What the hell did you put in those cookies, Sierra?!" I groaned, sprawled out on the couch. Everything felt way too heavy, and the entire room was moving in a wavy, bouncy manner that was both terrifying and hilarious. Sierra stormed in, took one look at the empty box on my table, and screamed. "Oh my God, Alexis! You ate the green cookies?" I blinked up at her, my brain moving ten times slower than usual. "Sierra, what did you do to me?" She sighed dramatically. "Those were weed cookies for my client, Alexis. I explicitly told you not to eat the ones with the green ribbon. You were supposed to eat the purple ribbon ones. Those had chocolate chips!" I groaned, rubbing my face. "In my defense… you should have locked up the dangerous ones." "See why you should listen when I talk!" s
Alexis.I dried my hair after a long shower, sighing in relief. If there was a ranking for the worst places to be held captive, Drew's little horror show would be at the top—right next to the DMV and the middle seat on a budget airline. I shuddered never again will I borrow from a pimp."I'm just glad he's dead," I muttered, toweling off the last bit of moisture from my hair. "Can you believe we're actually breathing?" Sierra said, dramatically throwing herself onto the couch like she had just survived an apocalypse. "And all thanks to that boss of yours." Even after showering, she still applied her full goth-girl makeup. I had long since accepted that the eyeliner was basically tattooed onto her soul. I collapsed onto the two seater couch beside her. "You have no idea how scared I was," I groaned. "I mean, I've seen Pierce in creepy mode before, but that warehouse? That was a whole new level of nightmare fuel. The hairs on my arms are still recovering." Sierra smirked. "And
Alexis. "Alexis, are you awake?" Sierra's voice drifted through the fog in my head. I blinked, trying to make sense of my surroundings. The room was dim, we were tied to a chair back-to-back with my best friend. Ah, kidnapped on a Monday. "Yeah, fuck," I groaned. "That shit they used on us is giving me a demonic migraine." My head pounded, everything hurt. I let out a long, exasperated sigh."I'm sorry I dragged you into this, Sierra." My voice was laced with guilt. "I had no idea Dave would actually show up. This is all my fault." She was silent for a moment. Then let out a full-on villainous laugh. "Sis, please." Her tone was almost offended. "I owe him too. I've been avoiding that cockroach for days. If anything, we both manifested this mess. Congratulations, we played ourselves." I groaned. "Wow. Manifestation really works, huh? Next time, let's manifest rich husbands instead." "Amen to that." She said. Despite the absolute horror of our situation, I couldn't help
Alexis."Your boss is a cartoon, I swear." Sierra wheezed through her laughter. "You have no idea. He's so annoying, but at least he paid me for the whole week plus a four -million bonus." Her laughter stopped instantly. "four million? Girl, that man is generous but I still can't believe you were working for Pierce Carter. You're lucky you escaped alive. He's not exactly known for his kindness." I threw a shirt into my suitcase. "Good thing I'll be out of this town soon. So honestly? I don't care about Pierce the night owl." Sierra cackled. "The night owl? That's a new one." I smirked. "For a gothic girl like you, it's probably cute, huh?" She grinned, kicking her boots onto my bed. "Maybe a little." Sierra and I have been best friends since high school. We even went to the same college, graduated together, and now we're both broke together—true sisterhood. She's like my long-lost twin, except she looks like a hot vampire bassist, and I look like… a 50s housewife. She w
Pierce. “Kelly’s in town,” Zane said as we stepped into the elevator. “Word is, she might drop by.”“Great. Just when I thought this day couldn’t get worse,” I muttered under my breath.Kelly—my mom’s best friend’s daughter. Our moms, in their never-ending craziness, made some ridiculous pact when they were pregnant that their kids would grow up and get married. Gross.Did they even consider we might have a say in that?I hadn’t seen Kelly in ten years. The last time was in college, and we barely exchanged two words. That should’ve been the end of it.“It’s not that big of a deal,” Zane shrugged, just as the elevator doors opened.And there she was. Alexis . In my penthouse.Wearing my sweatpants. My grey shirt. My sneakers. Looking absolutely ridiculous.She was practically drowning in fabric, like a pint-sized gremlin who broke into my closet.Zane? Laughing like it was the funniest thing he’d ever seen.“Welcome home, bruh,” Alexis said in this exaggerated, low voice that was so
Alexis.The moment I stepped into Pierce's laundry room, I knew I was crossing a line. But honestly? He pushed me there. What gave him the right to say things like that? To crawl inside my head? To make my body react like this? I swallowed hard, thighs clenching instinctively. Nope. Still not helping. There was no way I could walk out of here in this state—feeling warm and sticky, totally aware of my own arousal. So, without thinking too hard, I slid my panties down, breath catching as I held the damp fabric in my hand. I should’ve just shoved them into my bag and left it at that. But no. My eyes drifted to the laundry basket—neatly folded shirts, crisp towels, luxury socks. Completely innocent. Until I tucked my red lace panties deep into it, like I was hiding evidence of a crime. That was a problem for future me. Leaving without underwear? Yeah, it felt risky. Like I had a secret the whole universe was smirking about. Every gust of air felt like a scandal. Every


















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