She thinks this is just a contract.
That she can smile for the cameras, wear my ring, play the perfect holiday girlfriend — and walk away.
Not happening.
Because the second she put on that velvet dress, I stopped pretending.
She rolls her eyes like she hates me.
Talks back like she doesn’t want me.
But I see the truth when her legs shake and her panties stick to my fingers.
Now it’s not about the press.
It’s about ownership.
She wants to play fake fiancée? Fine.
But she’ll do it on her knees.
In my penthouse.
Wearing nothing but the necklace I bought her and the bruises I leave behind.
She signed for her hand in marriage.
I countersigned for her womb.
Read on for fake fiancée fireworks, Christmas gala chaos, possessive billionaire obsession, and a man who turns a contract into a collar. HEA Guaranteed!
Genre: Romance
That she can smile for the cameras, wear my ring, play the perfect holiday girlfriend — and walk away.
Not happening.
Because the second she put on that velvet dress, I stopped pretending.
She rolls her eyes like she hates me.
Talks back like she doesn’t want me.
But I see the truth when her legs shake and her panties stick to my fingers.
Now it’s not about the press.
It’s about ownership.
She wants to play fake fiancée? Fine.
But she’ll do it on her knees.
In my penthouse.
Wearing nothing but the necklace I bought her and the bruises I leave behind.
She signed for her hand in marriage.
I countersigned for her womb.
Read on for fake fiancée fireworks, Christmas gala chaos, possessive billionaire obsession, and a man who turns a contract into a collar. HEA Guaranteed!
Genre: Romance
Used availability for Tyla Walker's Fakelationship