Lust Love :Fake Marriage with Billionaire

Chapter 1 Here I am, standing in the heart of San Francisco. The city is alive, its pulse echoing in the grand halls of the renowned Museum of Modern Art where my craft is on display. The charity art exhibition, hosted by the billionaire CEO, Adrian Charles Montgomery, is in full swing. "Your work is amazing, Ella," Sophia, my best friend, gushes, her eyes scanning the canvas. "Thanks, Soph," I reply, trying to keep my smile in place. But my mind is elsewhere, on the medical bills piling up at home, the treatments I can't afford. Sophia, with her hand gently gliding over the artwork, turns to me and says, "No, seriously Ella, your art is very beautiful." Her voice is sincere, her eyes reflecting the inspiration she's drawing from my work. Suddenly, a man walks in. He's handsome, with a certain charm that screams wealth. I find myself caught in his presence, my breath hitching in my throat. Sophia, who was engrossed in my artwork, notices the change in my demeanor. "Hey girl," s

Chapter 3The morning sun peeks through the window, casting a warm glow on the room. I was still laying on Sophia, when she, my best friend, gently tapped me awake."Hey, wake up, girl. It's morning. You're gonna be late for your appointment," Sophia says, her voice soft but firm.I sit up, rubbing my eyes as I take in the sight of Sophia running around the room. She's sorting out my clothes, preparing breakfast, and even getting the water ready for my shower. It's like she's treating me like a child, but I don't mind. Right now, I need all the help I can get."Thanks, Sophia," I say, my voice hoarse from crying. "I don't know what I would do without you."Sophia just smiles at me, her eyes filled with determination. "You're my best friend, girl. I'm not going to let you go through this alone.""Alright, girl. Just get up. The young, fine man will be waiting. I'm definitely sure you don't want to miss your appointment," Sophia says, her voice filled with urgency. "I made you breakfast

Chapter 5Noticing Adrian shifting in his chair, I quickly changed the topic. "Have you ever thought about what art can do for our country and the world at large?" I asked, hoping to bring the conversation back to a more professional level.Adrian seemed to snap back to reality at my question. "Well, you can talk more about that," he said, leaning back in his chair. "I think there's a way we can create an outstanding art legacy that people will love."I nodded, encouraged by his response. "That's brilliant. And how do you propose we do that?"Adrian seemed to be listening, but his gaze was distant, as if he was lost in his own thoughts. He nodded and murmured vague agreements to my questions, but it was clear his mind was elsewhere."So, how much are you willing to invest for the start of this project?" I asked, hoping to gauge his commitment to the idea."Yes," he replied absentmindedly, not seeming to realize the oddity of his response.It was then I realized I had been talking to m

Chapter SevenAdrian's POVIn a moment, my past flashed past me, as I was staring at my ex girlfriend, who had just come through the door. Why did she have to just show up at that point?“Lucia?” I called out her name, just to be sure that my eyes and my mind weren't playing awful tricks on me. “What the hell are you doing here?” I queried angrily. “Seems like you've got another prey for your sexaholic acts on—”“Shut it, Lucia!” I flared, as I stood from my seat, making for the door. “Who let you in here?” The fact that I had lost it while Ella watched made me feel even more awful than I had felt while Lucia was trying unravel my past in the most degrading way possible. I was already contemplating firing my secretary, for letting Lucia barge in on my business meeting with Ella. “How I got in isn't important,” Lucia hadn't changed a single bit. She was one of those big mistakes which just happened to stick with one for the rest of their lives. “Then what the hell are you here for