Fake Dating With Benefits｜my Billionaire Boss Novels & Stories

" I was on our dating site when I saw her message. She wanted a young man of about twenty-four to twenty-five years of age. He must be good looking and with an incredible libido. Ofcourse we've got hundreds of boys matching those requirements and I sent her the pictures of our best boys. After going through all of them, she sent me her reply. Of all the pictures I sent her, she picked yours." My heart leapt for Joy. I nearly danced before my boss. " Well, that's my luck, isn't it?" SPENDING cocked his head to one side with a jeering smile on his face. " What about your mommies here in Abuja? You're not going to abandon here are you?" Who needs these cheap women when I got a billionaires to w

He dropped the paper on the floor and walked away with a determined stride. The boss hadn't heard the scream from his office, opening the door gently as he heard the receding footsteps. He took a peep before opening the door wider. He saw the man was no longer there but near his stand was the crumble magazine. The boss bent to pick it up and read aloud the headline of the photo. “ New York's Most Eligible Bachelor Engaged To His Assistant” “ Woah! Another office romance comes true. Well, I'm a fan of it. Congratulations, you both” The boss said with a smile as he noticed yet another headline on the same subject.

she said standing visibly disgusted by my appearance. “its not a nude date, I’m supposed to be on clothes, which, clearly is what I am on till you just made me less-comfident about my appearance” I replied with a slightly damaged ego and a lowered self-esteem. “for an internal décor, this is a disaster…” “its not half-bad…is it?!” “for Christ sake you’re going on a date With a billionaire, not a highschool football captain…you’d just make him kill us both, again!”

“Wake up, Lina! That is how these billionaires love. Every girl would jump at this opportunity you are about to throw away. Forget the look in his eyes, forget his manners and just be with the guy. My God! Do you know who Felix Yeats is? He would change your life forever. You don’t even need to work at FY Glams anymore, he could open your very own Jewelry store and make you rich and famous. Wake up girl, this is a chance for you to climb up the social ladder and dine with billionaires. I would jump on his offer if I were in your shoes. Besides, you claim you didn’t apply for this job, this employment letter could be a mistake or a prank. I mean, who gives a new staff a newly furnished house,

“You just dump me? And I have to explain to everyone, including my boss, why I briefly dated a billionaire and then got unceremoniously dumped?” “The narrative will be that we amicably parted ways due to the demands of our respective careers. A common, believable story. And as for your boss…” He paused. “The exclusive, sit-down interview with me that you originally came for will be yours to publish. The real one. No malfunctions.” My breath caught in my throat. The interview. The career-making story. It was being dangled in front of me again, tied to the most absurd string imaginable. He was offering me everything I wanted. All I had to do was sign that contract. “Draft it, and after I read

She was excited. "You're such a gold digger!" He teased her. "I'm not a gold digger, sir, I'm a professional. I applied because of my experience, but who would have thought I could get so much money just by being a fake girlfriend and kissing. I can still tolerate it!" she answered quickly and honestly. "Oh, so if it's more than that, you wouldn't want to do it, or you'd ask for more money!" Weni fell silent for a moment then looked at Jonathan's face. The elevator opened, and they both entered.

Sonya said, making me realize again that she was still in front of me. "Yes. It's really broken," I replied. "But at least keep eating, please," he said, and I nodded. My gaze went out the cafeteria window; there, it was clear that the man was walking towards the office lobby. "Look at our new boss! So handsome, right? This is the so-called perfect prince. Already handsome, he is also a billionaire. The company is in several developed countries, and of course there are lots of women who are willing to humble themselves just to be able to sleep with him," Sonya said exaggeratedly. For some reason, it made my chest feel hit and feel pain.

**************** Matilda dropped the book she was reading when a text message popped up on her phone. She sat up in her bed. Hello baby girl. Diane, how are you? I'm good babe, I should be asking you that. What's up with Niki's surgery? Well, I actually asked my boss for an upfront payment of my salary. What did the arrogant dude say? I know he said no. 😅No Diane, he asked for something back in return. And what could that be? He wants us to fake-date for a while. Wow, that's crazy babe. What did you say? Did you agree?

My promising client relations interview practically went out the window the moment I stepped foot into his office. And two, Damien knew I was his brother's ex when Sterling found me at the bar, and he said nothing. The whole night, he didn't tell me. I blow out a breath of annoyance. That arrogant billionaire thinks he can get whatever he wants, that he can conjure up some fake position at his company, and I'll drool all over it and his cock.

“Anna’s boyfriend will be there. If you don’t bring a fake boyfriend, Bob wins.” “But if I do bring a fake boyfriend, Peter, that’s his name, right? He will just know he doesn’t work at AmeriCapital.” “No, I don’t think so. AmeriCapital is huge.” “I hate lying. I just won’t go. I don’t owe Bob anything.” Nina had raised her glass to clink it with mine. "You sure don't. You're beautiful, smart, sexy. Take the world by storm. Don't waste another minute thinking about that loser," she encouraged me.