Madilyn Lasher

"Why did you drag me out here," I asked, folding my arms across my chest.
"I think I have a way where we can solve both of our problems," he began. "I'm proposing that you be my future bride, and in exchange, I will help fund your research department and your parent's shop however I can."
"Okay, but why me? I mean, you have a horde of women pursuing you. Why not just date one of them?" I asked
"Because they actually want to marry me. You are…decent enough to get the job done," he said with a snide smile on his face.
"We are going to have to work on your complementing skills, I see," I muttered.
"Look, are you in or not?" Grey demanded.
I sighed. There wasn't much of a downside to taking the deal. If anything went wrong, I could always pull out of it, right?
I nodded, "I'm in."

Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor was created by Madilyn Lasher, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor

No one stopped me as I made my way out of the party room and walked up to the front desk. A smaller woman greeted me and gave me a room key. I looked around for the elevators and felt someone lay their hand on my shoulder.


I spun around quickly, pushing the hand off, "Excuse me?"


"Sorry," Grey said, putting his hands up. "I didn't mean to startle you. Why did you run off?"


I ignored him and made my way to the elevators on the other side of the ground floor. I heard his footsteps behind me on the tiled floor. I picked up my pace and slipped into a closing elevator. Grey put his hand out, stopping the doors from closing.


His face was dark, and he slowly stepped onto the elevator. "Get out," he said to the man in the corner. The man left the elevator without a word. Grey pushed the button for the seventh floor and the elevator closed behind him.


I folded my arms over my chest, "You didn't need me there."


Chapter 26: Is it Jealousy?