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Chapter 14

Author: Veliciah
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 19:54:21

Dante

Do not fuck this up.

I repeat, do not fuck this up.

Jennie is taking you to her apartment, and you have to act PERFECT so that you will get invited more often. Maybe even impress her so much so that she starts wanting to text with you. Doesn’t matter if you’re busy. You can text her from the makeup room on set.

Okay. That’s the plan. But I already feel like I’ve messed up, because I can’t stop thinking about her ass in that coffee shop apron.

I straighten my back and try to look casual as
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    DanteDo not fuck this up.I repeat, do not fuck this up.Jennie is taking you to her apartment, and you have to act PERFECT so that you will get invited more often. Maybe even impress her so much so that she starts wanting to text with you. Doesn’t matter if you’re busy. You can text her from the makeup room on set.Okay. That’s the plan. But I already feel like I’ve messed up, because I can’t stop thinking about her ass in that coffee shop apron.I straighten my back and try to look casual as we walk side by side down the sidewalk. Jennie’s apartment isn’t far from the coffee shop, which is both great and terrible. Great, because I get more time with her; terrible, because I have to somehow become her best friend in just four blocks.“So,” I start, shoving my hands in my pockets, “you’ve lived in this neighborhood long?”“Two years,” she says, her ponytail swinging with each step. “It’s not much, but it’s close to work.”“You like it?”She shrugs. “It has character. The landlord has

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    JennieI must be crazy because the normal response is to tell him that there is nothing he could do for me. Dante and I just won’t end up marrying each other, but he looks desperate, and my colleague called in sick.My teeth graze my lower lip. This is nuts, but the sun is shining outside, and more and more customers are coming into the shop.Screw it!I shouldn’t do this, but my tongue is already moving. “You want a shot at forgiveness? Earn it. See all those people lined up?” I gesture to the growing chaos. There are suits with phones, moms with strollers, a cluster of college students all asking for iced-this and extra-whatever. “If you want me to forgive you, then come back here and serve some coffee.”Dante’s eyebrows arch. “You want me…to make coffee?”I feel stupid. Silly. I’m asking a famous person who probably has a butler to wipe his butt to serve coffee, but he is the one who ASKED for another chance. If he wants one, then he needs to show me he is a human.I cross my arms.

  • Fake Dating The Billionaire Actor   Chapter 12

    DanteI don’t understand how Jennie isn’t in my arms. Sure, Kendra told me to stay away, but I CAN’T! Jennie is interesting, and also the strangest woman that I’ve ever met, because I can’t for the life of me figure out why she isn’t in my bed.I showed her my abs, my SMOLDERING smirk, and she even saw my cock—how isn’t she here?I’m at a loss for words, so I call Henrik. We haven’t spoken for years, but he is a good childhood friend who is always there and available. Five kids and counting. The perfect tired father who seems to hold the keys to the universe.He answers immediately in that tired voice that says he has given up on life, “Hello?”I don’t wait and get the important question out. "If a woman sees you naked and doesn't sleep with you, what does that mean?”He is quiet for a minute, then goes, “Dante? I haven’t heard from you in like three or four years…? How—”“Answer the question.”There is a sigh. “As self-absorbed as always, huh…?”What? I’m not…or wait, I am, but since

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    Jennie“You are such an asshole!” I shriek, heat washing over my ears. Sometimes I wish I were the type of girl who could pull off a casual “Haha, yeah, I guess I am wet, what of it?” and not die inside, but I am not that girl.I’m embarrassed. Red and hating that my ears must be glowing like glowsticks!“I’m going to murder you in your sleep,” I hiss, rolling off his too-warm, too-solid body and trying to stand.…only to wobble and fall down on him again.That makes him tilt his head and use that STUPIDLY seductive voice when he speaks, “You need to be in the same room as me if you wish to kill me at night, Jennie… So, your place or mine?”My face burns brighter, and I’m damn near suicidal because having my hands on his pectoral muscles is turning me on. I don’t want to be wet for his dick, but he is stupidly rippled. Like those MAN TIDDIES THAT I REFUSE TO CALL SEXY PECS are larger than my freaking tits. I HATE that because it makes my head play the stupid scenario of him picking up

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    JennieThree days spent gymming and I think I am getting the hang of it. I still don’t have any curves, but getting that nice V waist probably will take time. You don’t look like Meg from Hercules after just three days. Gotta keep coming here!“I think you’re using that machine wrong,” Talia points out. She has decided to gym with me.A snorfled laugh erupts to my left. I look up, and there he is. Dante Evans in black gym shorts and a shirt so tight it’s probably an act of violence against cotton. His hair is a mess, since this man doesn’t need a brush to look like a God, and that unfair jawline is on full display. He is watching me with an expression that says he just discovered a cat trying to do calculus.What the heck is he doing here? Aren’t famous people supposed to have their own gym? Did he think people wouldn’t recognize him here?Then again, this is a pretty nice gym. Talia paid for my membership, and her family is rich. It makes sense that Dante comes here to blow air into

  • Fake Dating The Billionaire Actor   Chapter 9

    Dante She is everywhere. My phone is blowing up. Mentions, tags, texts from people I haven’t spoken to since film school. The tabloids use every humiliating screengrab of Jennie with mascara running, lips trembling, face wet with real fucking tears—the kind that hit you somewhere stupid inside, even if you spent your whole life pretending nothing hurts. I don’t turn on the TV. I don’t need to. The internet needles me every three seconds with a new headline: “Playboy Evans Dumped By Quirky Girl!” “Who Is The Ordinary Girl Who Ghosted Hollywood’s Favorite Bad Boy?” “Is This His First Real Heartbreak?” Christ. Kendra is the first to show up, as always. She knocks, ignores the unlocked door, and storms in with a plastic smile and a schedule in her hand. “Damage control, Evans.” She drops into my kitchen chair, already tapping her phone. “Your heartbroken puppy act is trending with single women, but to really capitalize, you need to look devastated. Maybe skip shaving for a few days.

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