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The Billionaire

The Billionaire

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Hello, I'm Micah, also known as the ex-wife of Damon Knight, yes the Damon Knight, It's hard to believe but it's true. "Micah, I told you, she came onto me. Why don't you believe me!?" He said with anger in his voice. "How would I know Damon? I love you, everything I've ever done was for you. You've even been acting weird these last few days." I shoot back Damon walks towards me with anger radiating off of him and grabs my arm tightly but gently and pulls me towards him. "Let me tell you something, Micah." He says as he looks down at me. "I love you very much and you may believe I'm the bad guy right now but I promise I will show you what really happened and win you and our children back and I'll make sure you three are mine again." He says and then kisses me on the cheek and gets back in his car and drives off while I stand there dumbfounded
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Ethan chuckled to himself and ran his fingers through my hair. Electricity ran up my spine as I tried not to react to how good it felt. "God, you're cute." He said. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips. I kissed him back, and we lingered in our embrace for a moment before pulling away. I could see something was shifting, was he holding me? What were these feelings brewing inside of me? I told myself not to take them too seriously. "You're pretending." I whispered to myself. "None of this is real." - The offer was simple: one million dollars to pretend to be his girlfriend, then his fiance, in a space of six months. Everything she wanted was going to be at the tip of her fingers, including, maybe, making her best friend Jake a tiny bit jealous. What could go wrong? Everything, absolutely everything. And they both wanted it.

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