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Lahat ng Kabanata ng Being CEO's Fake Fiancée: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

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Checks, Greasy Breakfast and Kisses

Zoey's POV I slump on the couch feeling drained. Seriously, it's as if someone is sucking all of my energy away. I've been cleaning the apartment for a good while now and I'm exhausted. Fortunately, today is my day off. It's usually on Sundays, but because they were so understaffed yesterday, I stepped in. I sigh in relief, finding solace on the couch. I'm so tired that I don't want to lift a nail. I'm glad I took a bath a few minutes ago because I'm not sure if I'd be able to make it to the bathroom or the kitchen. As if on command, my stomach growls in protest. Damnit. Heaving a heavy sigh, I peel myself off the couch and head over

A Late PA and Mommy Calls

Xavier's POV Ding. The elevator comes to a stop on my floor. I quickly adjust my tie before stepping out. Cassandra stands a few feet away clutching a large cup of coffee with a tight plastered on her face. "Good morning Mr. Danvers," she greets me in a breathy voice once I catch up to her. Probably from running late. Again. "Morning Ms. McDonald," I say in a stiff tone. Striding past her I head off to my office. "running late again I see." "Oh, no sir-r... I-I" she babbles. "I overslept," "I don't pay you to oversleep." I stop abruptly, causing her to almost collide into my back. I twist my head

Coffee Stain and Dinner Invitation

Zoey's POV "Are you kidding me?" I stare down at my favorite shirt, which now has a huge coffee stain on it. Frustrated, I throw the towel over the rack and the shirt in the laundry basket before exiting the bathroom. No amount of damp towels or effort can get rid of the huge stain. I should have taken up that man's offer and let him pay for it to be dry cleaned. After all, it's his fault, barreling into me with hot coffee in his hand. "Is the stain still there?" Kat's eyes trail me as I make my way over to the couch. I still smell like coffee despite taking a half hour bath, literally scrubbing the strong scented liquid off my body. "Yes, unfortunately." I sigh, pushin

Breakfast, Cookies and Xavier

Zoey's POV The days went by, and before I knew it, it's Friday. The day I am supposed to meet Xavier's family as a friend. Yeah, right. I lazily drag myself out of bed before heading over to the bathroom to freshen up. Some minutes later, I exit my bedroom in jeans and a plain Tee and head over to the kitchenette to fix myself a strong cup of coffee. A few minutes later, Kat exited her bedroom wiping the sleep out of her eyes still dressed in her old Halloween pajamas— her comfy nightdress. "Good morning!" she greets me, dragging herself to the counter. "Morning. Want

Be Frank

Xavier's POV My eyes trail the dilapidated apartment complex up to her floor's window. Good grief. My mind goes back to the newspaper article I had to bury a few hours ago. These paparazzi are a pain in the ass. Shaking the thought away, I lean against my new baby— a Bugatti La Voiture Noire as I wait patiently for her to come down. Frankly, I thought she'd never show. It's a good thing her heroic roommate stepped in for her or else I would be forced to look for someone different or, better yet, sedate and drag her ass to my parents' house

What Happened to Being Frank?

Zoey's POV My eyes flicker over to the brunette talking to Xavier. There is a slight resemblance between the two. Her expensive cocktail dress shimmers underneath the chandelier light. The loose bun on top of her head shakes as she chuckles. I used to be like that once, always dressed in fancy dresses, expensive shoes and accompanying my sister—well, foster sister—to various balls when I'd rather be cuddled up on the love seat reading cheesy romance novels. I stand there admiring the two talking about things my brain can't bother to comprehend. Mostly, I don't want to eavesdrop. He obviously loves his sister and mother, good to know he has a liking for something other than the f

He Should Definitely Get An Oscar

Zoey's POV "So, let's start from the beginning, shall we?" Xavier says, leaning in towards me and folding his hands in his lap."My mom is a former model, she traveled the globe making money that can last a lifetime and wanted my sister, Alexandra, to follow in her footsteps and carry on the legacy. Alex wants to be a dentist so she is currently studying at UW School of Dentistry here in Seattle." That's why she looked like a professional model to me. She obviously got it from her mother. Who would have thought she wanted to be a dentist. Now I feel awful and, frankly, dumb for forgetting to do a little research in advance about his family. It won't be relevant now as I won't see them again, which is a good thing. "W

A Dysfunctional Family

Zoey's POV "So Tia, how long have you two been together?" Natasha breaks the eerie silence surrounding the three of us. Everyone at the table went back to talking and laughing, making it seem as if they didn't witness the... whatever that was a minute ago. Maybe they are used to it or something. How on earth does she even know my name? And what did she mean by she expected a lot more? I can only think of one name: Xavier. Of course, she's a family friend so she must've heard about the engagement, but he said they were sleeping together. Did his parents know about it? You know what? Not my problem. Once this is over, it won't ever be.

It Feels Like Fifty Shades of Grey

Zoey's POV "What the hell Kat?!" I clench my hand over my chest, crumpling the dress in the process. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!" What the hell is wrong with people trying to kill me tonight?! "Sorry, but you knew I'd be up waiting." I roll my eyes at the absurd statement. She is right, I knew but what I didn't know was that she would scare me like this. "So how was it? Was it dirty?" "You're unbelievable, you know that right?" I say as I get up off the floor. Sighing, I walk over to sit beside her. "What happened?" she asks, climbing over to me, concern evident in her v

The Contract

Zoey's POV "So, where do you want to start Ms. Saunders?" The man asks, reclining back into his chair. He's way too calm and in control. I wonder if it is his first time doing something like this— getting married to a stranger just to save his share of the companies. Mhm. He really wants to secure his legacy. "Um, elaborate more on the whole fiancée thing." I am unsure of what to say and where to start. This is not official, certain or anything. I'm just merely testing the waters, I repeat to myself. "Well, first of all, there's a written contract—" "A contract?"

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