All Chapters of Fake Dating Contract With My Ex's Billionaire Father : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Jamila stared at the dead engine and fought the urge to scream. Of all the nights her piece-of-shit Mitsubishi could have chosen to die, it had to be tonight, on an almost deserted road, with her phone at ten percent and her stomach growling loud enough to embarrass her."Seriously?" She slapped both hands against the steering wheel. "You couldn't wait until I got home?"She turned the key again. The engine coughed, then died. Jamila stared at the dashboard, silently willing the car to cooperate. The silence mocked her."Come on, you stupid thing." She tried the ignition again. Same result. She dropped her forehead against the steering wheel and stayed there for a long moment. Three mechanics this month. Three times they had assured her the problem was fixed. Apparently, her car had decided tonight was the perfect time to prove them wrong.She leaned against the car and closed her eyes. A hot meal. A warm shower. Her bed. Apparently even that was too much to ask for tonight. She rubbe

“What's that supposed to mean?” Drew stood up, glaring at Ava.Nathaniel walked out of the kitchen into the living room."Oh, the piece of shit boyfriend wants to play pretend,” Ava shuddered mockingly.“Ava, let's talk outside.” Jamila shot a quick glance at Malakai, grabbing Ava's arm.“I think I would like to hear what she has to say.” Malakai said calmly, lifting his weight from the chair."Well, your son is a liability. A big one! He's irresponsible and immature, always making shitty investments and squandering my friend's hard-earned money, making her life harder than it already is. He's the reason they were evicted from their apartment, so he had no other choice than to run to Daddy,” Ava mocked, and continued talking.“He blew their entire rent money like it was nothing—the one that came solely from Jamila. He didn't contribute shit. I wouldn't be so shocked if he lied to her and gambled away the—”"Avaaa,” Drew snarled, jaw clenched.“If you dare say my name one more time, I

Jamila pushed through the glass doors, closing them behind her, shutting out the blaring music.She let out a breath of relief, grateful to be away from all the prying eyes of Drew's friends. And most importantly, Drew.This wasn't the first time he tried making out with her in front of his friends. She just wasn't comfortable in their presence. She didn't like them. Simple.As she made her way up the stairs to the quiet hallways, her phone began buzzing in her hand.She looked down at the caller ID. An unknown number.Her spine instantly turned rigid against her will, her palm tightening around her phone.Her head was still down when she bumped into something solid.“Careful!” Large hands immediately caught hold of her.She lifted her gaze to see Malakai.He wore a dark, baggy hoodie and sweatpants, making him look different and younger.This was her first time seeing him in something so casual. And he looked really… nice.“Are you okay?” Malakai's brows knit together as his eyes s

[RESTAURANT]“Oh my goodness!” Maria exclaimed. “This is so good. Jamila, you should have a taste.”“I'm allergic to shrimp, Mum.”“Oh, you are?” Maria frowned.Jamila nodded, looking away.“Well, too bad.”“Um… where have you been, Mum?” “Just here and there, you know…” Maria waved her hands vaguely.“Is that an engagement ring?” Jamila sucked in a breath, gaping at her mother's hand, a million different emotions running through her veins.“Oh, yes. I'm engaged.”“That's… nice. Who is he? Can I meet him?”“Okay.” Maria responded plainly, twirling the pasta around her fork.“You don't want me to meet him?” “You're still in school, right?” Maria asked, obviously diverting.“Yes, Mum.” Jamila sighed, eyes lowering to the glass of water in front of her. That was the only thing she ordered. “I missed you, Mum." Jamila lifted her gaze to the woman in front of her, fiddling with her hands under the table.“Oh, Jamila.” Maria laughed like Jamila had just made a joke, “Don't be silly. You