Home / Romance / Don't fall for your fake husband / Chapter 1: Margaritas on Friday

Share

Don't fall for your fake husband
Don't fall for your fake husband
Author: Elend Augen

Chapter 1: Margaritas on Friday

Author: Elend Augen
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-23 23:47:28

-SIENNA-

“I have to get out of Manhattan,” I say as I sink into my friend Harper's light cream sofa and toss my bag aside. We met on Friday night at Harper's for a drink and to catch up, since I haven't been able to keep in touch with my friends lately due to my crazy work schedule. I've hardly been able to get here. Luckily, one of the projects I was working on was canceled. Maybe I'll be able to sleep at night again.

“Noooo,” my friends Harper and Michelle reply at the same time. “But you love your apartment,” adds Michelle, as she places her Margarita on the coffee table.

It's true. I've lived there for 10 years, ever since my mother could afford it, earning enough money from her job as a receptionist at the art gallery and selling her own paintings.

We lived in Brooklyn, at my aunt's house, ever since my grandparents politely sent my teenage pregnant mother far away. Apparently, the hippie community on the left coast where they lived wasn't that open. My mother had to leave everything behind and move in with my grandparents' sister. After my aunt passed away, the little money my mother inherited allowed us to rent a house in the city. And when we visited the old pre-war apartment on the west side, which turned away all potential tenants because of the unusual layout of the rooms, it was love at first sight. My mother didn't mind the bedroom next to the front door, the kitchen/living room in the middle and the second bedroom at the back. She just stared at the large windows and analyzed the light coming in through them, probably thinking about what she would paint.

“Yeah. I did the math and I can’t afford it. I even looked for something else in the area to rent, but you know how the prices are.” I exhale with a depressed look. The thought of losing my mother and the place we used to call home brings me great melancholy.

“You can stay here with me,” Harper says, blinking her sage green eyes rapidly. “I know you’d have to sleep on the couch because there’s only one bedroom, but it’s my apartment and you don’t have to pay rent. You might even save some money.”

Harper is an interior designer. Her parents bought her the little condo as a present when she finished college and the place is very nice, but it's tiny. It suits her small stature. Me, with my 1.80 m, I'd knock it down. Our little group of friends consists of me, Harper, Michelle and Nina, who is now in Italy. We met at college and shared an apartment. We bonded instantly and have been inseparable ever since.

“You know she can't stay here, Harper,” disagrees Michelle. “Nina's coming back in six months and you've already promised her this sofa until she finds her own place. Siena's long legs spin like a helicopter when she sleeps. No wonder she kicks all her boyfriends out of bed.” Michelle looks at my legs and raises one of her eyebrows ironically. With her medium height, dark skin and curvaceous body, Michelle is my physical opposite. She and I have the same degree in economics and work in the same company, but, social butterfly that she is, she works in sales instead of finance.

“I mean, she kicks them out of her life,” corrects Harper with a smile. She has a fantastic smile and she knows it. She uses it as a weapon on many occasions. Today she's blocking me from kicking her with my long legs.

“You guys are so funny,” I reply sarcastically. They love to tease me about my lack of relationships. Which I usually don’t mind, but today I’m at my wit’s end. It’s not that I don’t believe in it. I just can’t trust anyone enough to spend my life with. I’m not a nun, I just limit contact with guys to the physical part. “Seriously, I don’t mind going back to Brooklyn, but I’m going to miss my apartment so much.” The thought of leaving the place where I made so many memories with my mom makes my eyes sting. I need to change the subject quickly before I start crying here. “I can’t find a roommate. Everyone who’s come to visit the apartment thinks it’s so weird. It’s not just the layout of the inmates, but the fact that the only full bathroom is inside my room. They give me weird looks when they figure out where they need to shower. Like I’m a pervert or something who built this on purpose just to watch people go in and out of the bathroom.”

“I know I’ve offered before, but—”

“Stop.” I don’t let Harper finish. “I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it one last time. I’m very grateful for your offer, but I won’t be taking your money. I have enough debt as it is, and I need to get my finances in order.”

The three of us pause for a sad moment and Michelle breaks the silence: "I have a solution for you." I open my mouth eagerly, but she suddenly shuts me up, raising her finger with her long, well-manicured nails. "Before you say anything, let me explain the whole story."

"Go on."

"So, there's this French Canadian guy who's being traded to New York to play goalie for Hank's team." Hank is her boyfriend who plays hockey for the Rangers. He's a really nice and handsome guy who adores her. They met two years ago and hit it off instantly. She moved into his apartment after three months and I'm sure he'll propose to me any day now. "The guy needs a place to stay and he can pay a whole year's rent in exchange for a small favor. Nothing sexual, don't look at me like that!"

"So what? What's the problem? Is he a weirdo? A slob? Does he like to steal underwear? I don't care. I'm desperate."

She inhales deeply and continues, "No, Hank says he's fine. A little grumpy, but a normal guy. The issue is he had some problems with his visa and needs a green card ASAP to keep playing for the team. You'll have to marry him and stay married for a whole year."

Wait, what?

Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App

Latest chapter

  • Don't fall for your fake husband   Book 2: Chapter 31

    PRESENT DAY _____________ -NINA- "Why are you bringing your bikini? It’s almost winter and Austria is even colder than the US!" Harper asked, rummaging through my clothes. It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, and we were standing in the middle of her living room, with the sunlight streaming in through the window. I was packing my suitcase for a business trip I was going on tomorrow when Harper came to help me. Last week, we finally reached a conclusion on the distribution center. Our company's project was the one chosen by the client. But we didn't win everything. Even though our design was superior, the AMR group was awarded the contract for the construction. In the end, it was the best of both worlds combined for the client. For them, because now I have to work side by side with Chris's company. As we lost a lot of time before they finally made a decision, things need to be accelerated now. A team from both companies will travel to the client's headquarter

  • Don't fall for your fake husband   Book 2: Chapter 30

    THIRTEEN YEARS AGO _______________________ -NINA- "Where is he?" I asked Kyle. "Over there, by the pool," he stretched his finger to the side of the house, where a stepped wooden deck surrounded a swimming pool. I didn't wait for him to say anything else before heading straight in the direction he pointed. Harper followed me behind until she stopped at some distance. I found Chris leaning against a glass railing, looking out at the city skyline in the distance. "Chris!" I called out to him, and he turned to me, swaying a little. He was wearing blue shorts and a white short-sleeved shirt. His top buttons were unbuttoned, his clothes were wrinkled and his hair was all disheveled. His eyes were red and he looked exhausted. Despite that, he remained absurdly handsome. "Nina? Is this real? " He asked me, confused. I quickly approached him, eager to be close to him again. The moon shone on his skin, making him look like a Greek statue. He extended his right arm towards m

  • Don't fall for your fake husband   Book 2: Chapter 29

    THIRTEEN YEARS AGO _______________________ -NINA- I've thought a lot about us recently, and I feel we should break up. You and I are too different, and I don’t think we should be together anymore. I read the message Chris sent me for the hundredth time. At first, I thought it was a joke. After all, it came only two days after my birthday, the best day of my life. So, I answered with another joke. Oh, no. I'm devastated. So now I'm free to ask your friend Kyle out? But he didn’t reply to that text or any other one that I sent afterward. I tried to call him, but it went directly to voicemail. After a while, he blocked me. Over the next week, he disappeared from school. I started to grow anxious, suspecting that his evil uncle might have been involved. I even told my parents about our break-up. Not all the details, but the general idea. My mother was trying to convince me to report his disappearance to the police when I finally saw him at school. One lo

  • Don't fall for your fake husband   Book 2: Chapter 28

    -NINA- A few days after going to AMR group headquarters, I still couldn't forget about Chris. It didn't help that I left his office in a hurry, without underwear, with a tingling sensation in my core that lasted for hours. Once again, I was sucked up in that whirlwind of lust. The attraction was too strong for me to go against it. I know it was wrong, and I shouldn't have done it, but I don't regret it. By sleeping with him, I was able to get it out of my system and finally move on. As I told him, it was just s.ex, nothing more. But God, it was so good. Actually, it was spectacular. He knew my body better than myself, giving me exactly what I wanted, the way I needed. Our bodies connect like magnets. I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking my head in an attempt to brush away the images flooding my brain. The only way to keep my mind far away was to bury myself in work. And that is precisely what I am doing. At the end of the week, there will be an online meeting to present

  • Don't fall for your fake husband   Book 2: Chapter 27

    -CHRIS- "The numbers in the graph do not reflect last quarter's dividends. They show some profit when, in reality, there are some losses here in this other spreadsheet." Ben, my assistant, was trying to explain the discrepancies he found out in Hayworth Pipelines' book. After the last encounter I had with my uncle, I couldn't shake off a nagging feeling in my gut. He sounded far too desperate to have simply lost a contract. Sure, it was a huge deal, but the company has thousands of other revenues, and it shouldn't have impacted him so much as it did. For him to come out of his hole and threaten Nina, who has nothing to do with our business, it had to be something important. So I asked Ben to dig for some information and he found it. It was deeply hidden, but my sources managed to uncover the real numbers. My uncle had been embezzling company funds into his personal offshore account for years. It was easy for him to cover it up when profits were booming. But now, with the

  • Don't fall for your fake husband   Book 2: Chapter 26

    *Warning: Explicit content -CHRIS- Nina was kissing me. This time, she slanted her lips against mine as if her life depended on it. From the moment she stepped into my office looking gorgeous in a tight knee-length light cream dress, I was struck by her beauty. Her long, wavy dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, her big forest green eyes shone with a burning fury, and I wanted nothing more than to take her in my arms. But I restrained myself. Every time we've met recently, I've been the one to initiate the physical touch. This time, I had to be sure that this was what she wanted. And right now, it seemed, she desired it deeply. This kiss was nothing like the one we shared on the rooftop. That kiss was soft, tender, a glimpse into our memories. We were exploring each other, reconnecting to old perceptions. This one was the opposite. It was a blast of sensations, a whirlwind of passion and heat. My palms slipped from her waist to the curve of her

More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status