All Chapters of The CEO's Fake Girlfriend : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"Men like Lucien use pretty things like you to get their dicks wet and move on to the next available cunt."Ronan's words from months ago echoed in my skull as I watched the screen. Jessica nodded, laughing and crying at once. Lucien stood, slipped the ring on her finger. She threw her arms around him.They kissed.The timestamp in the corner: LIVE.My legs gave out. My knees slammed against the stone."Who did you think you were?" Ronan's voice floated above me, amused, cruel. "Thinking a man like Lucien Hayes would settle for you? A nobody with nothing to her name except the identity you got from latching onto him like a leech."I couldn't breathe. Couldn't bring myself to keep watching the screen."You were temporary pleasure, Camila. A warm body to pass the time. Did you really think he'd choose you? You told him about your past, about stabbing a man, about your mother selling you, and you thought he'd still want you?" Ronan laughed. "You were stupid enough to believe he loved you

"My father?"I couldn't remember the last time I'd said those words out loud. Seven years? Eight? Everything blurred somewhere between him walking out and my mother falling apart.The man smiled politely and folded himself into the chair. "Robert Sterling, although he's changed his name over the years. He prefers to be called Silas now."He slid a business card across the table. The gold embossing flashed under the shop lights.Gregory ThorneSenior PartnerAshford Legal Group“How did he even find me?” I turned the card over, the smooth edges catching on my fingers. “Where has he been all this time? And why now?”“Your father has been searching for you for years, Miss Sterling. It wasn’t until your case circulated in certain…underground networks that he was able to confirm your location. As for where he’s been, he represents something quite formidable. Ashford Legal Group is one of the most established firms in the country.”“Ashford,” I muttered. “So he changed his last name too.”“

Lucien's POVI bought Camila's building at three in the afternoon. The entire thing. Every goddamn brick and wiring. The owner signed the papers without hesitation when I offered double the asking price.Rafael stared at me across the conference table like I'd finally lost my mind."You cannot just buy a building to force her to talk to you.""Watch me." I signed the last page. "I want a mandatory building meeting scheduled for the next hour the purchase gets finalized. Every tenant attends.""Lucien, this is insane.""This is necessary."She blocked my number. She wouldn’t answer her door. She was trying to cut me out based on one moment she didn’t understand.And maybe I deserved her anger.But she didn’t deserve the lie her mind had created about what she saw.I hadn’t slept since the proposal. I hadn’t done anything except stand outside her door like an idiot, hoping she’d open the door and scream at me. Anything was better than silence.And right now? I'm done being reasonable.

His skin looked even healthier than in the portrait—real, warm, human in a way the photo couldn’t capture.“Can I come in?”I sat up slowly, pulling the blanket around me. "It's not my room to say no."He entered and settled into the armchair by the window. Moments later, Iris bounced in and climbed onto his lap, oblivious to the tension crackling in the air."You slept well?""Fine.""The room is comfortable?""It's fine."Iris tugged on his sleeve. "Daddy, Natasha told me we're going to Dinsey World next month! Can I get the Elsa dress? The one you said was too expensive?""We'll see, sweetheart.""But I want it now! Can we order it today?""I'll have to talk to your mom first." My father's voice was gentle. "These things require planning."I rolled my eyes at the two of them."Daddy, please! Just say yes!""Iris, we'd ask your mom. She is the one that handles these arrangements.""So you have to ask her first?" I cut in sharp. "Before you can buy your daughter a dress or plan a tri

"What do you think?" I kept my tone low.Rafael tilted his head slightly. "I'm okay with whatever you're planning. As long as it doesn't come back to hurt us later.""It won't. I'll handle it." I grabbed a glass from the cabinet, needing something to do with my hands before I put them through a wall. "I just need her out of my life for good.""Out of your life?" Jessica's voice cut through the kitchen. We both turned. She stood in the dining side, arms crossed, that calculating smile on her face. She'd been listening to our convo. "That's not very romantic, darling."I set the glass down slowly. "You were so desperate to be my wife. Now you get to deal with everything that comes with forcing your way into my life.""Oh, I'm up for the challenge." She moved closer. "I used to want your love, Lucien. I used to dream about you looking at me the way you look at her." Her expression hardened. "But now? Now I just want to watch you suffer. You abandoned me for that little nobody, and I'm go