I couldn't believe this. No, I wouldn't believe such a thing. We could not be related. She was… and I was an… an… damnit!
"The jet is here," Kevin informed us. "Is there anything you need to collect from your apartment? If not, the driver will take us to the airport."
Natalia kept glancing back in the direction Don went in. I had no idea what his problem was. Hell, this was not even a problem that involved him. If he wanted her to be his cousin, then be my f*****g guest.
I strolled past him. "I'm ready to go. The sooner I get home, the better."
Mom was probably having a fit. My fake girlfriend was my cousin. All that I have sacrificed for this wretched plan would be all for nothing. How the f**k was I going to confess that my relationship with Natalia was a ruse to give me time to come
