"The contract didn't mention anything about what happens when the lines get blurred," he whispered, leaning in.
Elara swallowed hard. She was just his executive assistant—the one who made sure his espresso was exactly 165 degrees and his schedule was airtight. Now, he wanted her to be his fiancée to appease a board of directors who thought he was too much of a "wild card" to remain CEO. "And the rules?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. Billionaire’s Fake Fling by Alexa Hart
While I can't rewrite the copyrighted book for you, I can certainly write an in that same "fake dating" style if you'd like! The Contract Clause (An Original Story) "The contract didn't mention anything about what happens
Julian leaned forward, his dark eyes locking onto hers. "Rule one: We live together. Rule two: Public displays of affection are non-negotiable. Rule three..." He paused, a smirk playing on his lips. "Don't fall in love with me." "That won't be a problem," Elara lied. Now, he wanted her to be his fiancée
The first month was easy. It was all designer dresses and practiced smiles. But then came the night of the Solstice Gala. Julian’s hand stayed on the small of her back a second too long; his laughs felt a little too genuine. When they returned to his penthouse, the silence was heavy.
"You're doing a great job, Elara," he murmured, stepping into her personal space. "The board is convinced."