The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée
I said again, unable to find more eloquent words for the satisfaction her answer gave me.
After she left, I remained in my study, contemplating the unexpected turn my life had taken since Angel Winters had appeared in it. I had intended her to be a solution to a problem—a pretend fiancée to ease my mother's final months. Instead, she had become... essential, somehow. Her presence in my home, in my bed, in my thoughts, had shifted something fundamental that I wasn't entirely prepared to examine.
My phone vibrated with an incoming message. Morrison, confirming the final arrangements for Angel's exhibition. I responded with specific instructions about security, particularly regarding George Sin
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