HIS PRETENSE BRIDE

Xander's POV Alexandra Smith does not exist.She is just one of the figments of my imagination. She is a fictional woman I created just to satisfy my mother and stop her from pestering me to be responsible.I have been away on a business trip to Italy for two months. During the course of the trip, I could barely squeeze out time to go to a club and have fun.Mom won't stop calling me to know if I have found a girl I would love to get married to.When she revealed to me about the trust fund Grandma Nina kept for me before her death and how I won't be able to get the billions if I wasn't married, I knew I had to do something.I didn't do anything other than telling mom that I had a secret girlfriend.Just a few weeks before I came back home, I met Alexandra and I got married in a registry. Mom was over the moon but I wasn't bothered about who to present to her as Alex.I had everything planned.Alexandra would be a businesswoman who is always away on a business trip. This is what I want

Alexa's POVDusting out my old sequin white dress, I put it on in front of the small mirror, applying a little makeup on my face before grabbing my bag and phone to go out.I want to sneak out. It's still early but I am sure my landlady will be here anytime soon.She is the reason why I have decided to go for this anniversary, coupled with my determined efforts to plead with my boss to take me back.I am willing to do all it takes today to convince him that I will be punctual and he will never find any more reason to fire me.I need this job. This is my only means of survival and without a quick solution, I will soon be out on the streets.Carefully locking the door with my eyes scanning the entire vicinity for the sight of the landlady, I take to my heels when I don't see anyone.Just before I get to the bus stop where I intend to take a bus to the anniversary location, my mind drifts back to what happened last night.That fake man. Xander or whatever he calls himself.How could he

Alexa's POVThe urge to slap him across his face hits me but I don't.Instead, I try to disengage from him with rage bubbling inside of me but he holds me back, still staring into my eyes."Let go of me", I find myself shouting at him in anger. I should have known wearing this dress was a bad idea but I had no choice. I needed something unique and this seems to be the only one I could easily get my hands on for the anniversary.I should have known it is old and a little stretch might get it torn.Now I am left with no job and a torn dress all because of this silly man.My dislike for him has just tripled. I wish I could smack him, scream my lungs out at him and kick him in the groins but I know none of these would help.Stubbornly, I yank my hand free and step away, my exposed thighs on display. Still seething in anger, I stare at him for a second before turning to go out."Hey", he blocks my way, standing at the exit with his arms spread out wide to stop me. Quickly, he takes off hi

Alexa's POV I open my mouth. But no words come out until Xander nudges me gently, staring at me with a concerned expression.I nod and clear my throat, adjusting in my seat as though that would bring back the confidence I forced myself to put on when we first got here."Yes, sure."The old woman grins, looking all excited and happy, making me wonder why he wants to punish the innocent woman.She is sweet. Hospitable and gentle.She doesn't seem to be like the one who would do anything to jeopardize his life or future. She seems like the type who would do anything to ensure he is happy.But I know a book can not be judged by its cover.Xander must have his reasons too.The sound of cutlery usage jerks me back to life as they begin to eat.Trying so hard not to look out of place, I plaster a smile on my face and begin to dig into my food.Silence falls as we eat but my insides are in disarray, my head spinning with lots of unanswered questions.I still can't believe I agreed to do this

Alexa's POV Xander is way more popular than I thought and that puts me in a tight spot.Having to pretend to everyone that this is real and not having a lone time to act like myself when there are obviously cameras in places we don't even know.I really do not know why this is much of a big deal for any of them. If this is a big deal for him, what does his Mother gain to stand from all of this?As much as I am too curious about their life, I don't want to dwell much on any of the flitting questions in my head.It's their life.I just want to get done with this charade and go back to my real life. Even though I know my life will not remain the same, the money I will get from this contract will make up for it."Your wife is a true beauty", A man whom Xander had introduced to me as one of his business partners as soon as we came downstairs for breakfast mutters, flashing me a smile.I am really in no good mood. The fact that there is a camera in there is making me boil in rage from last