#Chapter6
AMELIA POV
/"Y-your what?/" I stutter.
/"My fiancé./" He says casually.
/"I don't think I heard you correctly./" I laugh nervously.
/"You need to pretend to be my fiancé so that I can secure a deal with the Italian company,/" he said slowly and clearly.
/"What about the Japanese one?/" I asked, hoping there was a way out of this.
/"They found a different company to collaborate with,/" he said, shattering my little hope. /"And the Italian company will not give me a contract if I'm a bachelor so I told them I'm engaged. They believe that me 'sleeping around' is not a good thing and it will rub off in a negative way for their company./"
/"They're not wrong./" I snort and he shoots me a deadly glare.
I get back on topic /"Why me sir? I'm sure there are plenty of women who would jump at the chance of being your fiancé./" I reason
/"I trust you to keep this completely professional,/" he said.
