Romans & histoires Fake Dating With Benefits｜my Billionaire Boss

His warm body completely invades my personal space, leaving me instantly, hyper-aware of every inch of him. "I'm completely fine and we are not a real relationship,"I say . "Ohhh is that so ? "He replies. "Yeahhh......" " Why don't you kneel and bark like a dog for me," he says in a voice so low that my nerves misfire. There's completely no way I'm going to kneel down and bark like a dog.I adjust my glasses and realize that he is completely serious. "I'm waiting," he whistles patiently,"This is my little punishment for avoiding me yesterday and if you don't. Then maybe I should just tell Ethan and the whole school how obsessed you are with him.Just imagine the humiliation you will go through

I remembered that I informed her a few days ago that I applied at Dax's Club to be a stripper. I sounded very enthusiastic and made her believe that I would be leaving the underpaying job very soon. "You would not believe what I'm about to tell you," I led her to the passage so that our boss would not scold us for talking during working hours. I looked both ways before I whispered to her, "I got a good deal. 10 million dollars for just being his fake wife." She looked at me and gasped. "What the hell?!" "Shh... Ben will hear us," I whispered to warn her to get her voice down.

"What do you want from me? Pretend that we are madly in love with each other? If I do, what would be my gain? What would I benefit from all of the lies?" "I don't know, more fame? If you are dating me, more people would know you are the new Co CEO of your father's company, and that might attract more buyers, or how you business people would put it. It's a win-win situation." I paused and thought about it. I closed my eyes and breathed calmly, listening to his soft breathing, and my heartbeat and inhaling his cologne. I had always wanted to work for myself and get a name for myself by building it on my own. Sure, what he said was a good point, but I didn't want to be more popular because my f

“Roxy, I’m working.” “But look at him. One glance, it takes two seconds.” I sigh, then look over my computer. When the big boss turns, I’m surprised. The boss of this company saw me naked a month ago, even he fucked me well! shame! I sit down and I continue my work, forgetting that there is in the same open space as me. Roll on tonight’s meal so that I can tell Estelle everything. Damn, when she gets to know that, she’ll be surprised. Finally, I focus on my file, I really want to forget about this meeting.

“Hell yeah, it will work. Have the woman sign a confidentiality agreement. She can’t breathe a word of the plan to anyone. Old Bob will never know. Get the money, and wait a month or two before you break off the engagement. Make it really good and have her cheat on you or something. That will win you some sympathy points, and you won’t have to worry about another clause sneaking up on you. As soon as you get the money, I’d put it in some secret offshore account so it can’t be taken back.” “Where am I going to find this fake fiancée?” I asked. He shrugged a shoulder. “They’re everywhere.” “And then what? Ask her if she’s willing to pretend she likes me enough to sell the idea of a fake marria

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

Rosalie nodded and Aria continued, "Is this woman a classy lady? She's not in our league?" "Yes," Rosalie bit on her lip trying to muster courage. "It's Sophia, the famous model." "Sophia?" Aria stood to her feet while Rosalie stared at her. "She…" Aria's mouth fell open when she attached the dots. "She informed me of you and your boss' relationship together." "What?" Rosalie stood as she and Aria locked eyes. "You met Sophia?" "Yes, I was at this meeting when she came to me and said, Congrats, your friend is dating the famous billionaire."

She tapped her acrylic nail against her smartphone screen. "The moment I verify the cash is real, I press delete right in front of your face," Debby continued, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. "You get your squeaky-clean reputation back, and I get the startup capital for my new life. It’s a win-win. You keep your billionaire boss, and Hector stays blissfully ignorant until you’re ready to bleed him dry in the divorce." My fingers tightened around the zipper of the duffel bag. The sheer, unadulterated malice in her voice was staggering. She truly felt untouchable.

“But get this… she’s working for Danreb Scott.” Gladys’s mouth dropped open. “Danreb Scott? The CEO of Scott Corporation? How is that even possible?” “I don’t know,” Stephanie replied. Thinking about the idea simply filled her with disgust. “But it’s obvious. She probably seduced him, convinced him to give her a job. You know how she is.” Gladys shook her head, still trying to comprehend it. “I can’t believe this,” she muttered. “How could she manage that? A business tycoon like Danreb Scott?”

“You could pick literally anyone else.” He shook his head. “No. I couldn’t. My father’s PR team has been trying to set me up for months with models, influencers, business women…I just…” he ran his hands through his hair and sighed. “They want me with someone who looks good on a magazine cover.” I stared at him, “So you want me to fake date you to spite your father and save your career?” He gave me a smile that made my heart do a funny flip. “You make it sound terrible when you say it like that.”