All Chapters of The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Nonetheless, she found herself talking. She found herself pouring her heart out to this rugged, bald headed stranger. She told him about Chase and how she had fallen for him — all their experiences together.At the mention of Chase Connor, Santiago's eyes widened in disbelief. However, when Katrina asked if there was something wrong, he swiftly waved it off, managing to keep a straight face as she narrated the rest of her story.“I don't care if he's married to that woman. She's nobody, even if she has decent looks!” Katrina said, her voice barely quiet. Luckily, there weren't any people on the tables close by. “I helped him get a huge contract here! I'm the reason he's here in Italy, and the best appreciation he could give was to rub his new marriage in my face!”“Is that it?” Santiago asked with a snicker. This lovestruck woman didn't know how much of a help this information would be to him. Everything was falling in place for him to destroy that bastard that killed his brother.“Of

“Are you ready?” Katrina asked, standing in a room filled with smoke as some pop music plays in the background.She cast the black fur coat she adorned aside, revealing a very short black top and mini skirt. Then she slowly began to take them off as well, even her bra and panties.“Well, fuck me!” Santiago exclaimed at the sight of her birthday suit. Fully naked, Katrina was truly a sight to behold. Her figure was immaculately sexy, if that made any sense.He sat down before her with nothing on, but his boxers, revealing his already standing dick through the material.Katrina had never done this before. Stripping before a stranger she had no affection for. But for some reason, she felt good. Santiago was impressive down there as well. He wasn't Chase, but he wasn't far off.“So, can I get started now?” Katrina asked, before she heard some chatter from behind.At that moment, two other men walked into the room, swiftly shutting the door behind them.At the sight of the naked Katrina, t

She sat up straighter, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Help," she echoed, tilting her head. "Interesting word, coming from you. Knowing you, I never thought this day would come."Chase remained standing, hands in the pockets of his slacks, but his eyes never left hers. “You’re the one who got me this contract in the first place. I need an audience with the board. Someone’s trying to ruin this for me, and I need to know who.”Katrina smirked, leaning back slowly as she crossed her legs again. "Ah. So now we’re back to you needing me. Funny how the world spins.""Katrina."She held up a hand. "Fine, I’ll cut to the chase, Chase." Her smile widened as if she’d been waiting to say that for years. "I’ll get you in that room again. But I want something in return."He should’ve known. Nothing was ever free with Katrina."What do you want?" he asked, already dreading her answer.Her voice softened, almost too gently. "I want you to divorce Ella. And marry me."The room went quiet.

he small villa on the outskirts of Venice was too quiet for Santiago’s taste. He lit a cigarette as he leaned against the hood of his matte black car, the smoke curling around his head like a halo of hell. The moment he saw Katrina walking toward him, heels clicking against the gravel, he straightened.She looked irritated, again."What do you mean he left?" Santiago barked before she could even greet him.Katrina rolled her eyes, arms crossed over her chest. "What part of ‘he went back to Chicago’ don’t you understand?""You told me the contract was the key," he said, stepping toward her. "That once he lost it, he’d be stuck here. That we’d have time."Her brows shot up. "We? You mean you would have time to blow up everything and drag Chase’s name through the mud?" Her voice rose. "I didn’t agree to that. You promised me power. I didn’t sign up for murder and media massacres."Santiago’s lips curved into a cold smile. "And yet, you were supposed to benefit from it, weren’t you?"Katr

Katrina hit the floor hard as she was shoved.Her knees scraped the concrete, the air knocked out of her lungs as Santiago’s hand finally let go of her collar. She gasped, scrambling back, but it was too dark to see where to run and too late to fight. His boot landed beside her with a thud, then another. His laugh echoed through the warehouse, loud and sinister, bouncing off the rusted beams like contorted waves."Do you always act so rude to everybody? No wonder Chase left your useless ass," Santiago said, pacing around her slowly. "Now look at you. At my mercy already.""Go to hell," she spat, wiping blood from her lip.He crouched in front of her, eyes gleaming. "Already there, sweetheart. I'm here to take you with me."She launched at him, or at least tried to but he caught her easily, fingers curling into her hair as he yanked her head back, making her cry out."Didn’t you enjoy yourself the other night?" he hissed, fingers trailing her pulse that was thumping in her neck. "You l