![The Billionaire's Fake Fiancée by [Cooper, J. S.]](https://images-fe.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51LEmvCbVuL._SY346_.jpg)
Max and Charlotte's love story was funny.
Charlotte was very mad that her new billionaire boss Max fired her, that when her and her friends went to a well known resturant for lunch and had to wait for a table she ended up name dropping Max as her boyfriend and that got them there table.
Charlotte went night clubbing that night with the girls and ended up doing the same thing but opened her mouth and said they were engaged.
Max found out and ended up telling her he was gonna sue her she freaked out and appolagized.
Max pretended to be a reporter and went to her house and ended up kissing her.
What Charlotte didnt know was Max already new her from being besties with her brother in the army.
Max got Charlotte to pretend to be his fiancee and in that time they both fell inlove with eachother. The sexting through emails were the best.
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I pretended to be the girlfriend of one of the richest men in New York City.
It was only meant to be the one time. I mean, it was the week before Christmas, I was shopping with my best friend and we were hungry and wanted to dine at the new swanky restaurant on the Upper West Side.
For some reason the hostess misheard me when I mentioned Max Parker’s name. I’d been complaining that he was the reason why I’d lost my job. Who was I to correct her when it meant that “my relationship” had caused a table to suddenly open up?
And then the next week I accidentally let it slip that Max Parker was my boyfriend to get into an exclusive club. And then there was the time when I saw that Chanel handbag and Prada shoes. I mean, it didn’t really hurt anyone, did it? It was just a little white lie.
How was I to know that my fake boyfriend would find out that I’d been using his name? Now he’s blackmailing me into playing his fake fiancé (Fiancée) in an arrangement that could only be classified as risqué. Turns out if I want to keep my apartment and not move home with my parents, I’m going to have to play along with his game. Only he’s going to have to go along with my rules as well and while he smirks at that idea he doesn’t know that I’ve got a plan of my own.
It was only meant to be the one time. I mean, it was the week before Christmas, I was shopping with my best friend and we were hungry and wanted to dine at the new swanky restaurant on the Upper West Side.
For some reason the hostess misheard me when I mentioned Max Parker’s name. I’d been complaining that he was the reason why I’d lost my job. Who was I to correct her when it meant that “my relationship” had caused a table to suddenly open up?
And then the next week I accidentally let it slip that Max Parker was my boyfriend to get into an exclusive club. And then there was the time when I saw that Chanel handbag and Prada shoes. I mean, it didn’t really hurt anyone, did it? It was just a little white lie.
How was I to know that my fake boyfriend would find out that I’d been using his name? Now he’s blackmailing me into playing his fake fiancé (Fiancée) in an arrangement that could only be classified as risqué. Turns out if I want to keep my apartment and not move home with my parents, I’m going to have to play along with his game. Only he’s going to have to go along with my rules as well and while he smirks at that idea he doesn’t know that I’ve got a plan of my own.
