Faking It with the Billionaire
“I know, but hearing him talk about work makes me hesitate. He promised opportunities.”
“Yeah, just like he’s been doing for the last few years. Typical rich boy, acting all tortured and generous, baiting sympathy with daddy’s money, but never following through on his promises.”
I chuckled softly but found myself staring at my reflection, conflicted and listless. I shut my mind and finished my shower. But when I opened the cabinet, all that was inside was a burgundy lacy dress—sheer, delicate, and impossibly soft.
I could almost picture how it would flow around my body, hugging every curve and gently cupping my most intimate parts.... I cursed under my breath, what the hell was this supposed