All Chapters of Falling for my Fake Husband: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Things seemed pretty different when Florence arrived at NYU to work that morning. After five years of working there, she had never seen the students and staff so enthusiastic before, not even when they had celebrities visiting to make speeches or attend classes.Holding her bag close to her side so no one would bump into her, she rushed through the campus to get to the building where the library was located. It was one of her favorite places in the entire world. She quite enjoyed the silence it provided throughout her day. It allowed her to work peacefully, to think and even dream; things she couldn’t do at home with her parents talking all the time.“What the heck is going on here today?” she asked as soon as she entered the office and found her best friend Emma seated in front of her computer. “I could barely get here without bumping into a bunch of girls squeaking about some random guy.” “You haven’t heard? We’re having a very important visitor today,” Emma replied, taking her big

The rest of the afternoon flew by. At some point, Florence managed to forget about Scott and focus on her tasks, so she could go home at the right time.She wasn’t planning on working overnight, not even if that meant she would finish her goal before the end of the month. And today was definitely a day she could use the sleep and put her mind at rest for a few more hours.Turning off her computer screen, she grabbed her purse, kissed Emma goodbye, and headed to the exit of the building, praying that she didn’t bump into anyone again.The journey home was fast and tedious. Parking her car in the garage, she got inside the house and met her parents already waiting for her at the dinner table. She wasn’t in the mood for a chitchat, but it was hard for her to ignore them and reject the food her mother always prepared so wholeheartedly. “Hi, mom, hey, dad. How was your day?” she asked, kissing them gently on their foreheads and grabbing her seat at the other side of the table.“Hi, sweetie

For the next week, Florence noticed that Scott seemed to be around more than usual and necessary. She’s never seen someone so engaged in making donations like him, and even if he really was into it, it wasn’t required for him to be frequenting the campus so often.“Why do you think he’s coming here basically every day?” she asked Emma one day, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. Emma didn’t seem too willing to accept Florence’s explanation as to why Scott gave her that smile, so Florence was being more cautious with her when it came to him.However, Florence was being honest when she said she had no idea why he’d do such a thing. They didn’t become friends or anything like that. She just bumped into him, acted like an idiot, and apologized. It made no sense to her either.Now, every chance Emma had, she’d bring the topic up again, until Florence gave her a death stare and made her drop the subject for the time being.“Wouldn't I like to know?” Emma replied. “I mean, not that I’m

On Friday night, Scott texted Florence with the time he’d pick her up the next day so they could have dinner together.She spent her entire morning and afternoon on Saturday staring at her bed where she had tossed all the clothes she had so she could decide what to wear, but nothing seemed good enough for a date with someone like Scott.What was she supposed to wear on a date with a billionaire? She didn’t even know where to start. She ended up choosing a black dress, which she learned couldn’t go wrong in any situation. She picked some heels she barely ever used and applied some makeup and red lipstick. Florence felt overdressed, so she had to constantly remind herself that she wasn’t going on a normal date with a normal person like she was used to.Not that she went on a lot of first dates before, but she knew for certain that nothing she experienced previously could be compared to this.When her phone buzzed on her bedside table, her heart started to race. It didn’t help not having

Scott opened the door to his penthouse with a smile so wide that he feared it would rip his face apart. He wasn’t surprised that he had fun with Florence, but he wasn’t expecting it to be as good as it was.Since the first time he laid eyes on her - after she bumped into him, in fact - there was something about her that he couldn’t quite put a finger on, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to take her out of his mind.And it was exactly what happened. He kept finding excuses to be at the university, in hopes that he’d bump into her again, but it never happened. He was constantly being mobbed by people and Florence was never in sight.He thought she’d be at least curious to see him again, but apparently, he was mistaken. So, after days of going to NYU and being unsuccessful, he took the initiative to wait for her outside of work to ask her out. It was a good thing that she had been working after hours that day, so the campus was not as crowded as it normally is. The shock on her face made