The Billionaire's Fake Romance
Aside from the beautiful roses with a rich fragrance which makes her want to bury her nose in them, the small bag contains a set of neatly wrapped gifts: a silk scarf in blue, her favorite color, a small box of artisanal chocolates, and a hardcover copy of The Tribes, a book she’d been talking about weeks ago.
Evelyn swallows , her throat tightening, “John, this is….a lot,” she murmurs, brushing her fingers over the presents one after the other.
His reply to her is his signature smile, the corners of his lips spreading until they become full, exposing his immaculate white teeth.
“I just... I thought they're beautiful, like you. Figured you might like them.”
“I do. Thank you,” Evelyn replies,
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