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(JEN'S POV)I sat at the kitchen island, watching with blatant fascination as Adonis Blackwell—billionaire playboy and certified heartbreaker—moved around the kitchen like a seasoned chef.“You keep staring at me like that, Jen, and I just might start charging you for every lingering gaze,” he teased me, smirking as he diced some vegetables with surprising precision.Wha—ho—where?My brain couldn’t even formulate the questions that I had in mind, and so I just continued to sit there with my mouth wide open in shock.Somehow, I managed to shake it off, and when I did, I let out an amazed scoff, folding my arms in rebellious disbelief. “I’m just trying to process the fact that you actually know how to cook. I mean come on, I’m pretty sure you have maids who even tuck you in at night, and yet…”Adonis snorted in amusement. “I actually do have maids for that and so much more, but my food is where I draw the line, I’m afraid,” He played along. “Fun fact, I actually wanted to be a chef.”Oh
(JEN’S POV) “Adonis Blackwell!” My father boomed loudly as he stepped closer to my contract fiancé, letting out that huge boisterous laugh wealthy men usually had, “Seth Morgan, at your service…” He stretched his hand out for a handshake, totally oblivious to the look on Adonis’s face. “Come on Jen, we’re going to be late for that thing.” My boss brushed past my father, completely snubbing him, and my mother for that matter to help me out of my chair. He shrugged off his jacket, wrapping it around my shoulders, and then he reached for my hand. It was only when had finished all of these that he bothered to shoot my parents a look, “Security will escort you two out,” His words to them were short and straight to the point, and right after that he pulled me away with him, heading right for the elevator, but then we heard, “Jennifer, are you really going to let your fiancé treat your parents like this?” Her voice broke at the statement, and to a party that didn’t know any better, they w
(JEN’S POV)“I don’t know, can’t we just elope, Mr. Blackwell?” I whispered as I sat in front of him in his office, listening to him rattle by heart, the already cumbersome ideas his mother had suggested for our upcoming wedding ceremony.“As much as it seems like a wonderful idea, Jen… you know that that’s going to send the wrong message across, plus… you can bet your last cent that my mother would organize another grand ceremony even if we did, this one’s an inevitable situation we cannot evade even if we tried to.”I groaned loudly, damning it all in my head.“And what did I tell you about calling me Mr. Blackwell?” He sent a scowl my way… one that had me grinning sheepishly,Oh, I forgot about that for a hot minute. “Sorry, Adonis…” I corrected apologizingly, “But old habits die hard, you know? And I’m afraid this one’s gonna take a while.”“Well, let it die now, Jennifer… or else I’m calling you Mrs. Summers while we all wait for your memory to become familiar with calling me on
(Jen’s POV)I felt like the world’s worst person, lying to such a powerful man like that and telling him we’d had drunk sex when I knew very well that nothing of that sort had happened.If anyone had asked me a few months ago if I could be this calculative, I would chuckle in amusement and swear on my life that this could never be me, and yet, here I was today.You know, I’ll be very honest. Nothing of that sort had crossed my mind at first… there had been no wicked plots to get my boss into such a situation, but then I’d noticed how my fake fiancé kept chugging down drinks upon drinks after our kiss, and everything had just clicked into place.To think that initially, I was going to seduce him and have sex with him for real so I could pin my baby on him… but now, thanks to my smart thinking, I didn’t even have to anymore.My heart had been in my mouth with fear as he quizzed me on the night after, and I’d told him the weird fabrication. It was funny how after suffering to get him in
CHAPTER 15- THE NIGHT AFTER(BLACKWELL)It seemed that no one expected that I’d get shackled so soon.Everywhere Jennifer and I passed, women blatantly threw themselves at me in front of her… and if I didn’t know any better, I could have sworn that the sudden announcement of my engagement had someway somehow made me even more eligible than when I was just a single playboy extraordinaire.Hey, I knew what the tabs called me, okay?It’s not like I’m conceited or anything, and besides, I didn’t even like all of that name calling anyway—wait, who am I kidding, I really enjoyed the attention… but really, for how long was I going to keep going down that path?A few weeks ago, I’d promised myself that I was going to change my ways…And perhaps, with Jen by my side, I could do just that now.But speaking of Jen, there was just something different about her— something I just couldn’t put my hands on. I mean, she was beautiful, but not the kind of person I’d usually go for in a woman… and yet,
“Sure, Mrs. Blackwell,” I adjusted myself in my seat, giving her my full attention. “What is it that you want to talk about?” All the while I was saying this, I was analyzing her, trying to guess what this serious talk was about that she had waited for her son to leave so she could sink her claws into me to tell me about it.You know, now that I think about it, she could have totally waited for the whole party to be over before cornering me like this, it didn’t matter that my boss and I’s table was quite in a secluded corner far away from people’s curious gaze.It really had to be something very important.“Look, Jennifer…” Adonis’ mother started, “I know that when you agreed to come here tonight, this was the last thing you were expecting.” She admitted softly, surprising me a little bit with the line of conversation we were heading towards. “I know that at the very least, you hoped to meet us, his family alone before jumping into this, that you were imagining a small get together wi