~Maya~
It was our first date—or technically, our first fake date.
I’d given thought to Liam’s proposal and while it was ridiculous, there was a little sense in it. If I’m going to be tossed into a world I know absolutely nothing about except that it’s toxic, then yeah, I deserved to be paid.
A lady had reached out to me. She’d said she was Amber Smith—or whatever she said was her last name.
Turns out she works for Liam as his PR manager.
She offered to pay three thousand dollars if I agreed to date Liam for the next three months, and if it was going to exceed that, she’d get in touch with me.
I made a mental calculation. Something would be happening in the next three months, maybe a movie shoot or something, and they wanted to extend the timeline of this… relationship.
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