His Fake GF
Aaron Patterson.
Cold. Controlling. Domineering jerk.
CEO of our rival company.
...And my new fake boyfriend.
The first time we met, he gave me nothing but a fake name.
And a promise of what he would do to me when he got me alone.
It could have been great.
But an urgent call forced me to leave.
Dressed, alone, without hope of getting naked with the hot stranger.
The next time I see him is on my turf.
He’s sizing me up and threatening to buy out my family business.
I’m so mad—but I’ll be damned if I let him intimidate me.
I’m a New York girl.
Top of her game.
Extremely competitive.
... And heir to a failing advertising company.
So, when he asks me to be his date at public functions, I accept.
Anything to get the goods on him.
The rules are clear.
No sex.
No falling in love.
And no trying to buy out the family business.
I know I’m playing a dangerous game.
So does he.
The battle. The closeness. The longing for more.
I’m in big trouble.
Falling for him wasn’t part of the arrangement.
As much as my mind protests, my body decides it doesn’t give a damn.
I’m screwed … What happens to my heart when this is over?
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