บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire CEO'S Fake Fiancée : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Kylian's POVI’d been in the same bad mood for a week. Ever since I fired Yvonne. It was weird to fire your fiancée and end an engagement at the same time.Now, if only there were some way for me to divorce my asshole brother who was still working for the company. I still couldn’t believe how stupid I had been. I had thought I was being the clever one by convincing Yvonne to marry me and have my child. That’s what I got for being so cocky I supposed.Kieran was a sneaky bastard, pretending he had no interest in becoming the new head of Litt Groups. What a load of garbage. He wanted it just as badly as I did. The only difference was I told him I wanted it, as I was the oldest of six brothers and deserved it. I was the CEO. I was the one making money hand over fist for the stupid company—not him.Whoever had the first heir won. That clause put into my father’s will was a slap to the face. He had to know how competitive his sons were. I couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t have just given

Yvonne's POVI was pouting, sulking, and feeling horrible in general after what had happened with Kylian. He said he didn’t care about me, but I couldn’t believe that entirely. I had seen the look of anger on his face when we walked out of that restaurant. I kept replaying the many different ways that could have gone if only I had told him about Kieran’s invitation to meet. I should have told him Friday and I definitely should have told him on Saturday. Oh, and of course, I could have mentioned the little detail on Sunday morning when I left his house to meet Kieran.But I didn’t, and now I was sitting in my apartment feeling completely miserable. I had no job, no future, and no man. I could have survived without the man part, but somewhere from that first meeting with him until Sunday morning, I had found myself falling for him. It shouldn’t have happened so fast, especially given the circumstances of our very strange relationship.It shouldn’t have, but it did. My heart wasn’t liste

Yvonne's POVI groaned. “I wish I could. I’ve been trying. I keep telling myself it is for the best, but it doesn’t feel like it. I can find nothing good about what happened.”She shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know. There’s the fact you aren’t under his thumb anymore. I mean that wasn’t cool.”I smiled. “I didn’t mind it at all. Is that weird? I mean, I liked the way he dominated me. He didn’t push it too far. It was exciting to have a man be so, so—”“Alpha oldie?” she offered.I laughed. “I guess in a way he was very oldie. It was hot. I could see him bare-chested, pounding his fists and hollering. I was more than happy to let him drag me to his bedroom,” I said, my face heating as I thought about the way he dominated me in the bedroom.She rolled her eyes. “I don’t want to know. You’ve had him. We’ve talked about him, now it’s done. We’re moving on and not looking back. Let’s focus on the future without Kylian Litt in it.”I wanted to protest and tell her no, but I knew she was righ

Kylian's POVNone of them were what I wanted. She’d spoiled me. I didn’t know if I would ever be able to touch another woman again. They would never compare to her. It was her taste, her smell that I craved. I thought about taking one of the women home and do my best to pretend she was Yvonne. It wouldn’t work. I wanted Yvonne and that pissed me off more than what she did to me.“Hey, mind if we crash your party up here?” A male voice cut through my fantasy.I turned to see an old friend. “Jason! Hey!” I said, getting up and shaking the guy’s hand.“Kylian Litt. It’s been a while!” he greeted.I nodded my head. “I thought I’d give you all a chance by taking a step back.”He burst into laughter. “That explains everything.”I shook the hands of the other three men I vaguely remembered from past years of hanging out at the club. It was a little strange to see they were still hanging around.The waitress returned, greeted each of the men by name, confirming my suspicion they were regulars.

Yvonne's POVI smiled. “Very perceptive. This isn’t my thing. I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be a drag.”He shrugged. “Not a problem. I see a friend I’m going to go say hi to. Try and have some fun,” he said before abandoning me at the table.I couldn’t blame him. There was no chance he was getting laid by me. I looked around the room and realized it really wasn’t my scene. Everyone looked so young and immature. In the back of my mind, I thought about Kylian. He was a man. Mature, dominating, and so much more than the guys I watched grinding against anything that moved on the dance floor. I was a little embarrassed for them.I missed Kylian. He was a big, fat jerk, but I missed him. I knew there was more to him than the tough exterior he presented to the world. I had caught glimpses of it and knew with a little time and energy, I could get to that part of him.“You look lonely. Do you want to dance?” A male voice cut through my Kylian thoughts.I looked up to see a guy, I couldn’t bring my