All Chapters of Fake Dating The Tycoon Lawyer : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Electra stares at the man sitting across from her at the table in the restaurant. Hands folded across her chest and her face set in defiance, she listens to him.“Listen. Like you, I don't want this, but if we ever want this to stop, then we have to give them something. Something that'll get them off our backs.” Anders says, his eyes search hers, checking to see if she gets his point.This is the second date their families have set both of them on in less than a week. Anders has lost count of the number of blind dates he has been on in the last months. His grandmother is intent on seeing him get married before she leaves this world as she puts it. Anyone would think Anders is a grown àss man but his granny had a strong hold on him and he'd do anything for her.And although he didn't know much about Electra, he was certain she was under some kind of pressure too.“So what you're basically saying is that we pretend to be a couple for the oldies?” Electra asks, referring to both their

Shocked, Anders' brows pull together at the information he’d just heard. But he is even more shocked when Electra suddenly grabs the lapels of his suit jacket, stirs him towards her and locks her lips with his. His surprise only lasts for a brief second as he gets into the kiss. His hand circles to the slim of her waist and he pulls her in, closing whatever distance lay between them. He deepens the kiss, savouring the taste of her. Damn! She tastes divine. And she fits perfectly in his hold. Why is he thinking this?The smell of her perfume fills his nostrils, making him forget he is supposed to be pretending. He inhales sharply, feasting on the intoxicating aroma. Involuntarily, his hand begins to journey down the flare of her hips.He is quite disappointed when Electra pulls away. Her face flushes and her lips red and swollen from the kiss. His gaze lingers on her, darkening as he reads the effect of their proximity in her eyes. She is aroused.Not wanting to confront what just ha

Electra bites her tongue all through the list of rules Anders dishes. Don't go here, don't do this, don't touch that. He even goes as far as giving her a curfew. She excuses him as this is his house. He can do however he pleases. At least that’s what her father used to say. But the next rule is a stab she can't ignore.“You'll cook the meals…”“Cook what meals?” She cuts him. “You want me to cook for you?” Electra yelps. Anders cocks his brow at her, wondering what he may have said wrong.She huffs out a breath. “You should have outrightly told me you wanted a maid.”“If you choose to adopt that title, I can't stop you. As long as you're happy, pumpkin.”She hisses and grounds her teeth. “You’re out to make my living here hell for me, aren’t you?”“You threatened to fuck this up and let me watch my granny…” He doesn't finish.Shock registers over Electra's face. He did the same thing to her. “So this is payback? Your way of punishing me?”“No. I'm not that petty.” Anders smiles. “Co

Ander strolls into his office. He places his briefcase on his desk and collapses onto his seat. The morning has been quite exhausting with Electra leaving him to clean up after her. He had to restore his kitchen to the way it had been. The woman knows how to play his strings.He has barely settled in when he hears a soft knock on his door. His secretary, Julia, enters. She says her greetings and places some files in front of Anders.Just as she parts her lips to begin speaking, his phone chimes. He raises a finger to silence her and takes the call.“Granny.” A smile forms on his lips. His voice is warm and tender. His smile lingers as he exchanges more pleasantries with Laurel. They talk about her health and other things.Then Anders goes silent. His brows knit with attention and slowly, a scowl forms over his expression.“When?” He asks, trying to keep the irk out of his voice. “Okay. I'll let her know.” He says, and the call ends.He turns his attention to Julia again. Anders sits

“You're not safe here.” Worry clothes her voice. The urgency of the situation presses down on her.“It's nothing to worry about.” Even he doesn't believe himself.“Yeah.” Electra nods. “That’s very comforting.”Nikas doesn't miss her sarcasm. “There are guards here, Electra.”“And there were no guards when this happened?” She fires back.“When do I get to see your boyfriend?”“Don't. Don't do that.”He titters. They both know what he's doing. “You're hiding him from me now?”She glares at him. His eyes twinkle with mischief and amusement. They keep at it. She sighs resignedly. He wins.“I hate it when you do that.” She says.“You're cute when you do that.” He returns.She smiles and shakes her head. She'll let it go. Only for now.“Paul let me use his bike while he's out of town.” She beams excitedly, following his switch in discussion.“Oh!” Nikas smiles. His sister loves to ride just as much as he does. “How long would he be gone for?”Electra shrugs. “He didn't say. He just told m