My Fake Billionaire Husband

I wake up terrified with my father, my uncle, and all of my brothers and cousins staring at me, and there’s a naked, mysterious guy in my bed!!!!! Oh, OK, half-naked; he has his boxers on! Yelps and threats are the masters of the situation. What the hell did you do, Katy????? Who is this guy? Why is he almost naked in my bed? What is my father doing here? So many questions but only one fact I know and I’m living now, I am in big, huge, enormous trouble! This is our story and how it began. My family's worst nightmare is having s*x without marriage. It is shameful and unacceptable behavior. Though I don’t care about traditions, yet I find myself a 29 years old virgin. Let me try to figure out what happened and collect the puzzle of this mysterious guy in my bed. It’s Friday morning, I woke up around 7:30 A.M. and though I hate waking up early, being the owner of Big Days by Katy for events planning, I have to keep up the good work and deliver the highest quality services as always, so my days start early and go by fast. I live in my little studio, which I bought secretly last year, without the knowledge of my family. They don’t like me being independent. They are from a very old, closed-minded community, in which females are not allowed to own properties. Men only buy houses and lands. Of course, I’m talking about my parents' village, Arkala, but I live my full life as a strong, independent lady in Wellspring City and I love my life very much. I took my morning shower, prepared my coffee, and headed towards my car, I have a Mercedes Benz convertible, I opened the door and started driving to my office. Suddenly, the phone rings. It’s my mom, Mary, I picked up the phone and started. "Good morning, Mom," I said. "Good morning, sweetheart. How are you today? " She asked "I'm fine, mom; I'm on my way to work; how are you and dad?" "We are okay, dear. You’re coming home tonight? " "Mom, no, I can’t. I already told you I have a big wedding to handle and to attend tonight, and it’s going to be late when I finish. I can’t drive for 3 hours afterward." Trying to explain. "Your dad wants to talk to you, Katy." She said it in a very firm way. Oh God, I don’t have the energy to talk to him in the morning. He doesn’t like to see me more successful than my brothers!! And this is a sad fact. "Hi, Dad, what’s up?" "Hi Katy, I don’t like it when I have to tell you about our deal every once in a while. Listen to me very carefully. You only live in the city because your mom begged me to let you, and with one condition, which is..." "I know, I know, I have to be at home in the village every weekend and spend it with you. Dad, this wedding is very important to me, I need to attend it. I need to make sure everything goes smoothly. " "Is it your wedding?" "NO!" I reply, " What kind of question is that!!! "Then I don’t care, you will come here before midnight." "Ok, OK, OK, fine." And I hung up the call. God! I hate that people in the 21st century have reached the moon and Mars and started planning tourist trips to space, and I’m here trying to convince my parents to let me stay in the city for the weekend, and it’s not even for fun, it’s for work. When I reached the offices, Joseph, Mia, and Jennifer were all there. We all work together, and they are the best team when it comes to event organizing. "Good morning, mates." "Good morning, Katy." They all replied. "Is everything set and ready for the Connors wedding tonight?" I asked them, and I already knew the answer! I would never leave an unfinished work task till the last minute. I stayed late in the office the last week revising all the wedding plans. So I continued, saying: "It’s a high-society wedding and it’s for a dear friend’s sister. They chose us amongst all the agencies, and we need to give them our best. "Yes, Katy, you said that like a thousand times. Stop worrying. " They shouted at me. I walked into my office to start with my morning duties, I had to make some phone calls to wholesalers to buy some of our missing items, like wedding invitations, baptism souvenirs, engagement motifs, etc. The list goes on and on. I called the team at the venue to make sure everything was set and ready. I called the florist, the musician, the dancing groups, the pastor, the company’s car that they rented, the hairdresser, the hotel for their honeymoon... Everything is OK. When Joseph walked in, he is one of the purest people I have ever met in life. "Katy, you don’t seem OK. What’s wrong? " I look at him and say, "Nothing, just the normal, the drama of every working weekend." "Oh seriously? Your parents again? " A disappointment rose on Joseph's face. "Yes, they don’t like the idea that I’m single and living in the city. I should be married with 10 kids now. These are what women in the village do. Sorry. Women in Arkala I mean. Can you believe them? I’m a happy spinster by myself! But for my parents, it’s a burden." "Let it go, dear," said Mia as she walked in with Jenny "You have us," murmured Jenny. "Group hug!" shouted Joseph! And we all gathered for a hug. Three hours have passed; it’s Friday afternoon. I finished work. Now I can go to the hairdresser and fix my hair for tonight. On my way to the studio, I called my parents to try to convince them to not come tonight, but all I could ever hear was yelling and screaming with rejection. I got up, took my shower, and decided to take a one-hour nap. After I woke up, I got dressed in a red high heel and a classic black dress. I am 5’3, kind of a short girl, with good-sized breasts and a small curvy ass. Yeah, I’m curvy and I like it! The dress is short and has an open back. I checked myself in the mirror, and I looked good. Now I can move on to my favorite bottle of tequila. I needed a shot, maybe two, and eventually I had three shots of good Jose Cuervo tequila. The Mysterious Guy is nowhere to be found... Who is he? How did we end up in my bed?