My Fake Billionaire Husband

Who is he? Who is she?

Katy's Point of View

I arrived at the venue at 5:30 P.M., parked my car, and checked my makeup. It’s good, and my red lipstick is perfect. Let’s go. As I was walking towards the entrance, my phone rang. It was my ex-boyfriend trying to call for the 20th time today, I rejected the call. I was distracted putting my phone back in my bag when I heard a very close braking sound. I looked to my left and I saw a car almost hit me!

"Are you crazy? Can’t you see me? " I yelled at him.

He opened his dark window and said:

"I’m sorry, ma’am, I’m so sorry." He apologized.

At that moment, I saw one of the most beautiful greenish eyes I have ever seen in my entire life.

I kept walking towards the entrance, I got to the elevator, pressed the button, and waited. A minute and a few seconds passed, and the door opened. I walked in and pressed the fifth-floor button. I saw someone running towards the elevator, so I stopped it from closing. My eyes fell on one of the most handsome men I ever saw. He was approximately 6'2", athletic build, broad shoulders, wearing a black suit, black hair, and very kissable full lips, and his green eyes were staring at me! That’s him! The man who almost hit me with his car!

Oh my goodness!!! That’s the man who is in my bed now!

What happened? What the hell happened? OK, I do remember that we spoke...

"I’m sorry for what happened earlier." He said

"Look, sir, please watch out while driving, I could’ve been injured."

"Let me make that up to you."

"There’s absolutely no need," I replied.

"I insist, baby." He winked at me.

He extended his hand for a handshake, and when I offered mine, he kissed it. When his lips touched my skin, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I don't know him, yet my body is reacting to his kiss. I removed my hand from his. The ride in the elevator felt like it was taking forever. He was staring at me as if I were prey, as if he wanted to take me in the elevator right now, push me to the mirror, and ride me so hard.I could see his erection. I was speechless. For a moment, his dark burning gaze hypnotized me. For a moment, I was lost in his eyes. I need some self-control. It’s been a very long time since I went on a date, and I don’t have time for players. And I can see the player's badge tamped on his forehead. The door's alarm rang, informing us of our arrival. I looked at him and answered with one of my most epic answers:

"Thank you, sir, there’s nothing to make it up for me, I just don’t want you near me at all, and don’t look at me like I’m naked and you are drooling with lust."

I must stay away from him. He is bad news, I dashed out of the door as soon as it opened. I left him with a shock on his face, and that was funny.

Thank you, tequila shots!

Mysterious Guy's Point of View

When she walked out of the elevator, I knew that she was a hard to get kind of girl. She isn't an easy target, those beautiful big brown eyes that are so wild yet so innocent, the small nose, her fulfilled lips, and with some hot red lipstick on. It's giving me an erection, which I'm doing my best to conceal.But most importantly, her smell. She smells like heaven. The elevator was full of her smell, I didn't want to leave it. I want to stay here until the odor vanishes.

I want her so badly that I don't care if she dismisses me; I don't care what she just said to me; I like the way she rejected me.Maybe this is why I want her even more now.

Women can never resist me. Every woman would do anything for a night with me. Some of them proposed to me, and some tried to get pregnant by me. They have always been affected by the way I look, the money I make, and the power I have.

I was never in love, nor will I ever be. I don't believe this kind of feeling exists. I am more into physical activity, to satisfy and be satisfied, to give and take. I’m a player. I'm not good for serious relationships.

I didn't like the fact that she was not affected by me. I want her in my bed, screaming my name, asking for more, I'm fantasizing about her and I don't even know her name.

Of course, I didn't like her from our two-sentence conversation, and if she didn’t want me, then fine. I will look for the next woman. The sea is full of fish. A player will always be a player. " I've been repeating these facts in my head for the last two minutes, but I'm still not convinced. I should be convinced. I am not going after her.

I betrayed myself and I followed her, What did she do to me? Why am I going after her?

We are both attending the same wedding, yet I don't know her.

I went outside. I saw her walking towards Christian. He’s my cousin, a good guy, but he’s so serious and much older than his age.

I saw them greeting each other; he was coming closer to her... Stay away from her, don’t kiss her Christian, DO NOT KISS HER CHRISTIAN. Why would I care if he kissed her? Why is it bothering me that he kissed her an innocent kiss on her cheek? Why is there an argument between my inner voices? Why is there a new inner voice showing up tonight and it's affected in a big way by a woman? I need the playful inner voice to man up and do its job! There are too many questions that I don't dare think about their answers.

I need a strong drink.

I went to the bar because I needed a glass of whiskey. Whiskey will handle the situation. I looked away from them and drank my first sip. Here you go, boy. I feel a lot better, I started looking away left and right. I'm doing good work. Thirty-nine seconds passed without looking at them. You don’t need to look at her. Don’t look, do not look! I let myself down. Tonight I had no self-control. I saw them laughing. She has one of the most charming smiles I've ever seen. I was fascinated with her. The mixed red and orange colors of the sunset were reflecting on her face... WOW. It’s like a painting that was never discovered. A treasure that I need to haunt.

Who is she?