Yuletide Getaway: Fake Dating The Hot Billionaire

REGINA "I'm sorry, Regina, but I can't do this anymore. You have to find another person to go with for the Yuletide Getaway at Manhattan Island."That was how a relationship of three years ended, two days ago. In the cafe where I worked. Over a mug of freaking coffee! And of all seasons, Christmas! With no solid explanation.The season I had been looking forward to since I finished my last paper a few months ago. It was supposed to be a moment of total freedom and happiness being that I was officially a graduate and finally quitting the cafe tender job(which saw me through my college degree) My roommate, Karina, and I planned our official graduation party to take place on Christmas day, and we also decided to fulfill our Christmas wish list by buying a ticket for a cruise tour and getaway in Manhattan Island. Remy was even the one who suggested it. Now, he was bailing out on me.I still couldn't get over the thought of him ditching me just like that without any valid reason. I could

~KRISTEN~"A break from the business meetings and getting to know your fianceé." Those were the exact words that landed me at the Manhattan resort for Yuletide Gateway. Billie, my fiancee by business arrangements, suggested this resort because of the awesome events it held in store for couples this Christmas.My Dad was pushing for us to work out because our marriage meant an alliance with one of the most powerful conglomerates in Manhattan— Sternberg Conglomerates, owned by Billie's mum, and that technically made her the heiress.It would be a huge boost to our company's clientele.Our engagement was finalized last month and while Billie seemed to be on the highs for me, I felt nothing for her. This vacation was an avenue for me to give myself a trial if I could fall for her. I made that clear to my Dad. I arrived at the Island solo because Billie had an impromptu business meeting in Istanbul and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. I decided to go and at least spend some time alone— a

~REGINA~Tossing endlessly from one end of the bed to the other, and ended up not getting enough sleep. I was yet to wrap my head around the fact that I kissed Karina's brother, plus the fact that he was freaking engaged!But why the hell did he kiss me!!"I mean who goes about making out with another woman when he's engaged?" I mutteredI still couldn't get over how shell-shocked I was."He... he's your brother?" I had stammered, and Karina nodded vigorously, totally oblivious to the shocked look on my face.I could still remember the way his eyes danced around my face before he broke into a soft smile of recognition. "Glad to see you again!" That smile had my heart soaring. The fact that he didn't pretend not to know me like my asshole ex gladdened my heart, despite being disappointed that he only mentioned the saving from drowning part.I sighed for the umpteenth time since the day dawned, sliding tiredly out of the bed to open the large curtains and send the sun rays in.The firs

~KRISTEN~Billie and I had a little stroll around the resort before we finally decided to prepare for dinner at the resort dinner hall. I was the one who suggested the stroll because I needed to clear my head a bit before facing Regina again. During the stroll, while Billie rattled on about how her business trip went, I mulled over what happened between Regina and I yesterday afternoon and I realized that in the peak of my desires, I didn't take permission before crashing my lips against hers, neither did I do so when my hands strayed down her chest. And being that she had already found out about my engagement, I bet she would be feeling bad. God! I didn't want her to have a bad impression of me.So, while Billie was taking so long to wrap up her preparation for dinner, I decided to take that opportunity to make a quick stop at Regina's bedroom before the dinner would commence."Hey," she threw me a quick glance from the dressing mirror. "I will be right back."She nodded with a smi

KRISTEN~An hour later, after dinner, Billie was pacing in front of me, her face contorted into a deep frown. I had a feeling it had something to do with the event I refused to pull out from. It certainly did.But I made no move to stop her pacing. I merely leaned on the cabinet, my ankle crossed and my hands folded across my chest— one hand technically. I used the other to balance my chin as I stared pointedly at her. Her glass heels were clicking furiously on the tiled floor with each step she took and damn! They were disturbing the peace and quietness in the room.I let out a loud snort, but that didn't seem to get to her. With one hand placed on her waist and the other pinching her lower lip, she paced from one end of the room to the other.I let out a sharp exhale, deciding that I needed to stop her else we wouldn't be getting enough sleep tonight. Speaking of sleep...Today would be the first time we would be sleeping together on the same bed. And somehow, my body pulsed at tha