I can’t think of anything worse than spending an evening with a middle-aged diamond-studded woman with overlined lips and a one-way crush on yours truly. But I agreed to be auctioned off at a Valentine’s Day charity event. Being a billionaire comes with some downsides for the record. As soon as the bidding starts I know this is a bad idea. The women are acting like hens at a strip club. Except for the girl who wins. She’s a meek nobody in uniform working the event not a glamorous socialite but she’s my get out of jail free card and I’m cashing in. Sprung from impending doom my curvy little nobody gets the date of her life with me. It’s all fine until I realize she’s a fraud and can’t pay. So I cover the bill. Lucky for her she has a chance to redeem herself. I need a fake fiancée. I scratched her back now she can scratch mine. If only it were that simple. She’s about to get a lot mo
Valentine's Billionaire Auction: A Fake Fiancée Romance Price in USA