The Billionaire's Convenient Bride: A BWWM Billionaire Love Story Read Online Free PDF

at the end for her, and the whole time we live as business partners, but she shows the public that we are married and it makes me look like a respectable businessman rather than a trashy playboy. Remember all your ideas? Well, this is what they’ve come to. That whole thing was your idea, except for the part about renting the wife, but really, let’s be honest, that’s the best possible scenario for me and any poor woman who decides I’m a case worth helping and actually takes up with me for three whole years.”
         Emmaline watched him carefully and listened as he continued.
         “I just thought I would ask you, because you seem to really fit the bill kind of perfectly. You love the community, you’re a woman of high morals and values, and as you said, you have a good reputation. This would be a way for you to help me get that project done. You said yourself that all my ideas were good.”
         “I said they were good, but they needed some work,” she intoned quietly, watching him closely.
         “You’re waitressing right now, which means you probably aren’t making much money. This project means a great deal to me. I really want to see it happen. We might be coming from two very different places, but we both want the same things for the city, and together, we could make that happen. It will just take a little sacrifice from both of us-”
       “A little?!” she scowled at him.
         “Some sacrifice from me and a lot from you, and together we could do this and make it happen. Think of it as a job. You’d have your own room at my house, you’d be paid a tidy sum and have your own car and you could spend your time helping out those who really need it instead of wiping down tables at the restaurant. Surely you could use some extra money.” He was out of good reasons for her to help him. All but one. “Besides, I don’t really have many friends, at least none that are real, true friends, and people who are honest with me to my face. You are definitely the most honest and upfront person I know. If you need some time to think about it, go ahead, but this is something I want to start as soon as possible so I can get that project going.” He sat back in his chair and sighed, sipping his coffee, thinking how thankful he was that she hadn’t tossed that at him.
         She tilted her head and considered him. He was being truthful and he was being genuine, and those were two things she valued highly. She’d have her own room, and he didn’t want a relationship, so that took a huge worry out of her mind, but not fully from her thoughts.
         “What about sex?” she asked, and he choked on his coffee.
         “ What? ” he gasped, looking at her with wide eyes.
         “Are you going to expect sex from this pretend wife of yours?” she asked again, looking at him with suspicion.
         He shook his head adamantly. “No. Not at all. This is strictly business, one hundred percent down the line. No sex. No fooling around, no physical contact except things like holding hands in public, and maybe an occasional kiss on the cheek for the cameras when the press is around. Just enough to be convincing. That’s it.” He looked at her and she raised one eyebrow in uncertainty.
         “Honestly! I’m not going to start anything with any woman living under my roof. Not that I ever thought there would be a woman living under my roof,” he grumbled slightly.
         Her expression softened, though she regarded him carefully still. “How tidy a sum of money are we talking about?”
         “How much would you want?” he asked. “It seems fair to me that a million and a half ought to be enough. That comes out to five hundred thousand a year. That should be alright, don’t you think?”
         She gaped at him in disbelief. “ What! ”
         He lowered his head and looked at the floor. “Oh, alright. Three million. You’d be doing a lot of public