All Chapters of His Fake Hired Girlfriend: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Ethan's POVI feel my head fucking pounding as I open my eyes. Hell, I don't even have to open my eyes to know that I am hung over as hell. I turn and see Anna sprawled out across the bed. I want to reach over and pull her closer to me. I want to kiss her, but I know that if I move even a single inch, I will regret it.Am I going to throw up? Hell, it's a huge possibility. I'm not completely sure how we even got home from the bar last night. Honestly, the entire night is kind of clouded. All I remember is taking shot after shot and not drinking any water at all. Anna...I remember Anna. I remember her sitting on my lap and...well. We were both very drunk, to say the least, and I hope no one saw us. That, I can't be completely sure about. "Awake?" Anna asks in a mumble, not opening her eyes forever a second. I turn my body and say that I'm lying facing her, and I wait for her to open her eyes so we can endure this self-induced pain together."Sadly, yes." I groan, head pounding the se

Ethan POV "How did this even happen?" I ask, confusion clear in my voice. Anna is looking at me with concern, but I assure her that everything is okay the best that I can. "How did it happen? I fucked her without protection, what do you mean how did it happen?" He exclaims in frustration. "Okay, I'm aware of that, but why would you have done that if you didn't want kids before," I ask. "Because we were all out of condoms, she refuses to take birth control because she's a fucking hippie, and I didn't want to pull out. I got her the morning-after pill. It didn't fucking work!" He exclaims. I begin to get nervous, remembering that earlier on this trip, Anna and I did the same thing. I got her the pill early enough, so maybe we will be okay. If not, then...fuck, I don't know. "How long did you wait until getting her the pill?" I ask. "I don't know, like a day or something." He says, brushing my question off. "All I know is that I fucked her raw, E-jacked inside of her, and

Ethan's POV"Okay, it will be in alphabetical order. Shawn Acree. Just fax me the information. I'll text you when I get it." My dad said, handing me his house key. "Okay, it shouldn't take me too long to get there," I say, taking the key and leaving his office. I wave at Debbie as I leave, and she replies with an equally friendly smile.Traffic by the office is completely insane. I am so glad he's having me fax the information instead ofdriving back up to the office and hhand-deliveringit. It would take me an entire hour to even get to and from the office.As I approach the house after what seems like hours of sitting in the car, I quickly grab his house key and jog up the driveway. When I open the door, the house appears to be just as spotless as it was when I last visited. No doubt, my mom cleaned every single visible surface before they left for Florida. She probably cleaned over everything once again when they got back, too.y mom isn't home, which isn't surprising. She's probably

Ethan's POV"Ethan...where did you get this?" My dad asks me slowly and very carefully."Who the fuck cares where I got it? What the fuck is it?" I ask, raising my voice. So much for my calm exterior."Why the hell were you going through all of my stuff? I asked you to get one file, not go through the whole damn cabinet." He yells, slamming his fist down onto his desk. I glare up at him, and I wish that look could kill at this moment. I want to kill my dad right now. He is the lowest piece of shit there is. His having the audacity to even try and get upset with me is just mind-blowing."WHAT THE FUCK IS IT?" I yell. I'm sure that everyone outside can hear me, but I don't care. I don't care about anything right now. "Ethan, let me explain. It isn't what it looks like. " He tries to explain."It isn't what it looks like? Then, please. Do explain. Because from the looks of it, you posted an ad on some fucking paid escorting website and tried paying people to date me. Oh, actually, by the

Anna POV He doesn't mean that. He doesn't mean this. He is just mad. He has every right to be mad. I am fucking mad at myself, so he can be as mad as he wants to be. "Maybe the bad idea was trusting my heart and staying with you instead. This is fucking bullshit." He yells, walking away from me.His words cut through me like a knife. This was the kind of hurt that you feel in your heart. My heart aches, and it's all my fault. I hurt him. I hurt him more than his shitty ex-girlfriend. Now, I'm the shitty ex-girlfriend. "Ethan! Please don't just walk out on me. You promised me you would never give up on me." I cried, my voice going quiet towards the end. "You promised you wouldn't hurt me! You promised you wouldn't lie to me! You told me you loved me. I told you I loved you. I told you I fucking loved you, Anna. Does this mean anything to you? When was the last time you got paid?" He yelled."I do love you, Ethan, I promise I-" I started before getting cut off."When was the last ti