Page 12 of My Fake Billionaire Damaged Boyfriend

I scoff, still tasting the impression of his tongue on my lips. “It’s not about that, dammit. What was the point of kissing me like that in the elevator? How much are you going to play this off for Alek now that you’ve got us in this situation? What’s next? Going to bend me over my desk so he knows we’re together?”

His face darkens with my tone. “Careful, I just might consider how much you were getting turned on in the elevator just from that kiss. Let’s not forget that I stopped you from fucking me the night at the club because you were drunk.”

I throw my hands up, exasperated with him already. “I can’t pretend to date you! I can’t even pretend tolikeyou right now, let alone tolerate your bullshit! You don’t get some gold star for being a decent guy and not fucking me in the back room.”

“How about a fucking gold star for putting you in my bed, Kitten? How about a little bit of grace for the fact that you were sober the next morning, in my shower, and I still let you have your space even though I knew for damn sure you wanted to jump my lap the night before?”

“So what? I got horny; it happens! That doesn’t give you the right to jump in and lie to my boss!”

“Why not? What would you have told him, huh?” He shakes his head, his body trembling fiercely before me like a mountain lion is going to rip out of his chest any second now. “I saved your job, and I saved our ass for covering up what we did. If you have a problem with that, then go march your proud ass upstairs and tell him the truth.”

I wince at his words, stepping back at his harsh, severe tone.

“Go!” he bites, his voice echoing through the parking garage.

Still, I don’t move.

I mean, how the fuck could I?

Swallowing hard, I calm down and catch my breath, trying to steady myself after such an outburst. “No, I don’t want to go tell him the truth.”

“Okay, then you should be grateful that I saved our asses up there.”

“I am.”

He stands straighter, one of his brows cocked. “Really?”

“Yeah,” I pant, still stuck with tire after my rage fit. “I’m sorry for being rude to you. It took me by surprise, and I was embarrassed, that’s all. I don’t like my boss knowing that we almost slept together, let alone that we have to talk about us being falsely together in front of him now.”

“I know that’s frustrating, but it’s okay. He gets the point so maybe he will back off for a little bit, okay?” he breathes, coming forward. He casually tucks my hair behind my ear and grins softly. “You’re an adorable and feisty Kitten when you’re angry, you know that?”

“Very funny,” I sigh, shaking my head. “I am sorry, Dimitri. I didn’t mean to be so mad at you.”

“And I’m sorry I said what I said to Alek. I don’t want to embarrass you in front of your boss, but it had to be done. He won’t bother us now for a while, I promise.”

“Good. So, did you click on the link?”

He shakes his head. “I figured you did.”

“Nope, I didn’t either.”

His smile is softer now, gentle and a bit kinder than I’ve seen since we’ve met. “So, you want to come over tonight and click on it?”

I don’t even hesitate to reply, “Hell yeah. I’ll be there.”

CHAPTER6

Dimitri

Iwait outside the lobby doors, waiting for my false girlfriend. I even went all out and bought her some roses, holding them like the poster boy for a gentleman and a half-decent boyfriend.

While this is perhaps the oddest Friday night I’ve had in a while, I can’t imagine it being any worse than it is now. Alek stalks outside, grinning ear to ear as he meets me on the sidewalk. I feel like a toddler with my parents ushering him to knock on his kindergarten crush’s front door to ask for a date. I lean against my sleek car, the one I bought before Alek tried to outdo me and buy a newer model.

Still, I know he resents the fact that we have the same brand of luxury car. He wants to be the head boss, the man with all the money in the world, and it burns him to think that I’m fucking his new favorite little coding hire.

While not entirely true, it’s not something I’m opposed to either.

“Well, isn’t this nice,” Alek sighs, looking over me curiously. “Coming to get your date from work?”

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