The Fake Engagement Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 75553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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Lips pursed, they glared at one another.

She had learned the hard way not to submit to Preston. He would walk all over her if he could. He was a hard boss to please.

Preston sat back. She took a seat in front of his desk.

As they stared at one another, Eliza knew deep in her heart she didn’t want to lose this job. It had so many amazing benefits. It came with a great deal of faults, like the three-in-the-morning calls, and not much room for a social life, but who needed one? That was what social media was for.

“I don’t know when I gave you the idea that we were friends, Eliza.”

“You’ve never given me that idea, Mr. Boone, but seeing as today I was introduced to your sister as your fiancée, I think I have a right to know what’s going on.”

He sighed. “Fine. For the next month, I need you to play the part of my fiancée. You will pretend to be in love with me.”

At this, she couldn’t help but snort at.

“And you will be convincing.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then I will let you go with a severance package.”

She wasn’t ready to lose this job. “And if I agree to it and play my part perfectly?”

“Then I will double your salary along with the guarantee that your job will never be in jeopardy. I will have it contracted in writing that the only way you can be let go will be at your own decision.”

This man was playing hardball.

A job guarantee.

“But I would be allowed to leave at any moment I saw fit?”

“Yes.”

She nibbled on her lip, thinking about this newfound offer.

“Of course, it would also require you to revoke your threat of sexual harassment. Also, whatever happens on this trip will stay on this trip.”

“Kind of like in Vegas?” she asked.

“Only it will be in Westcliffe Heights.”

She sat back, a little in shock. “This means that much to you?”

“No, it means a lot to my parents.”

“And you’ve got no problems lying to them about your personal life?”

“My parents want me to settle down, as most parents do with their children. I have no desire to marry.”

No, she didn’t for a second believe he did. This man was a playboy through and through. He had so many notches on his bedpost, she was surprised it fit into one room. She had lost count of the number of times she’d purchased jewelry on his behalf, or flowers. Rarely did the jewelry come back, but she’d experienced flowers thrown in her face. Some women were so rude. It wasn’t like she wanted to be the bad guy. It was the role Preston gave her.

“You’re not worried about any potential boyfriend I might have?”

“On your file, it states you are single, not in a relationship.”

“I might not have updated that file.”

“Eliza, I need your answer.”

“Can I take time to think about it?” she asked.

He sat back. “Fine. Take the rest of the day off, and then I will have your answer first thing tomorrow.”

She got to her feet, nodded her head, then turned to leave. After she went to her desk, she grabbed her jacket and bag and rushed toward the elevator. Pressing the button for the main floor, she waited for the elevator to arrive.

Standing inside the metal cage with a whole load of Boone employees didn’t exactly calm her soul.

She was … nervous. Her stomach did flips, like tiny butterflies had given birth inside her and were doing the mad flutters.

Eliza said her goodbyes to the reception staff and immediately left the building, going straight to a burger stand.

She was either going to throw up or finally settle her stomach, but right now, she was tired of feeling sick.

With a fully loaded burger, she walked, heading to where Juliet worked, which was a thirty-minute walk.

The heat was building, and she removed her jacket, stuffing it into her bag. She finished the burger before she made it to Juliet’s office, and shoved the wrapper in a nearby trash bin as she did.

Entering Juliet’s office, she waved to Kelly, who worked on the main reception. The young woman was a wannabe model. She felt the best way to get to her dream was to work for a company that dealt with and specialized in them.

Eliza made her way up to the top floor where she found Juliet seated behind a desk, typing away at a computer. No sign of her boss, nor anyone else.

“What’s going on?” Eliza asked.

Juliet looked up, and Eliza felt immediate anger when she caught sight of the tears in her friend’s eyes.

“Eliza, I didn’t know you were stopping by.”

“Forget about me. What the fuck is going on?” she asked, immediately going to her best friend’s side.

“Oh, it’s nothing. You know me. I’m behind on my work again.”

She looked around the office and shook her head. “No. This is not you behind on your work. This is your asshole boss treating you like crap again.” She pulled Juliet into her arms. If it wasn’t this woman’s mother, it was some asshole around her making her feel less than what she was.



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