The Love Deal
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"You just made me lose seven million dollars." He whispered and his eyes were burning. "Wha-what?" I stammered and widened my eyes. "You. Just. Made. Me. Lose. Seven. Million. Dollars." My jaw dropped. "Do you know how much that is?" I nodded. "Are you sure?" I nodded again. "You're gonna pay me back every last penny." He whispered and came closer. "How?" I asked and my heart beat faster. "You.." He trailed off. He just stared at me for a while.
"You're gonna be my girlfriend."
Daniel Black is a very rich, very young and very hot businessman. On Lilly's first day at work at his company she makes him lose seven million dollars. No way she can pay him back. So she becomes his 'pretend' girlfriend to scare away his ex girlfrind. They have some rules.
Rule number 1: No kissing and no touching private body parts
Rule number 2: No one must know we're pretending
Rule number 3: No dating others
Rule number 4: Lilly have to wear what Daniel wants her to wear
Rule number 5: Lilly have to do what Daniel says, when he says it
Rule number 6: Daniel is a jerk
Oh wait.. the last one isn't a rule. It was just a statement from Lilly. Lets see how many rules they break.
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