Semua Bab Fake Dating The Billionaire Mayor: Bab 1 - Bab 5

NataliaOne week later.It has been exactly one week and my career is in a box on the floor and I don't know how to pick it up."Okay." Danny drops his phone on my coffee table and presses both hands to his face. "Okay. Okay okay okay.""You keep saying that," I say."Because I keep hoping it'll mean something different." He drags his hands down his face and looks at me with the expression of a man watching a building collapse in slow motion. "Lia. Babe. They pulled the Voss campaign.""I know.""And the Meridian press tour...""I know, Danny.""And this morning Warner's called Marcus and said the project is on...""Hold," I finish. "They put it on hold. I know. I was there when Marcus told us." I pull my knees to my chest on the couch. "I was standing right next to you."Danny stares at me. He has been my best friend since we were twenty-three and broke and sharing a one-bedroom in Koreatown, and I have seen every version of his face. Right now his face is doing something I don't hav

NataliaWhere the hell am I?The first thing I notice is the ceiling.Wrong ceiling. Too high, too white, too quiet, and I stare at it for ten full seconds before everything else arrives ... the ache in my neck, the weight behind my eyes, my entire body feeling like it lost an argument with the floor.I sit up.Unfamiliar room. Unfamiliar sheets. Unfamiliar everything.I look down at myself.I am wearing a jacket.A man's jacket. Dark, expensive, large enough that it falls to the middle of my thighs and swallows my hands completely. Underneath it ... my underwear. That's it. That's the whole outfit.I stare at the jacket.And then, slowly, like something surfacing from deep water ... the memories start coming.The bar. The drink. The collision. One green eye and one grey one looking down at me with that unbearable calm. My hand flat on his chest. Him stepping around me. Walking away.And me ... me ... opening my mouth and saying..."Oh my God." I press both hands over my face. "Oh no.