The Billionaire’s Pretend Fiancée

Roman’s POV

“Welcome home, young master.” Antonio greeted as I handed him my briefcase.

“Thanks. Where is Sofie? Is she ready yet?” I asked, glancing down at my wristwatch.

“Yes, sir. The stylists just left not quite long ago, sir.”

“Okay.” I nodded before sprinting up the stairs.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

I rubbed my palms together when I reached the door, feeling a weird sort of excitement sizzle within me.

It wasn’t as if I was excited to see what outfit Sofie was wearing though. I just wanted to get the meeting done, and over with.

Yes. That was it.

I pushed the door open while inwardly hoping I didn’t catch Sofie in an awkward situation.

My jaw dropped like literally dropped on seeing the ang-I mean, Sofie.

I looked her up and down, lust mixed with fascination settling inside me.

The stylists had done a great job and for a moment, I thought of calling Nana to cancel the meeting.

I just wanted to bend Sofie over the dresser, and turn her into a whimpering mess.

What did she think she was doing dressed up so gorgeously?

The dress accentuated her beautiful hourglass figure, and her sinful milky thighs were also left on display.

I had the sudden urge to roll the dress up, and sit her on my cock.

For some minutes, I couldn’t form a comprehensible statement and instead, I kept opening and closing my mouth like a fish out of water.

When I finally got control over my tongue, the first sentence that slipped out of my mouth was, “Are you ready now?” Instead of the compliment I had planned to give her.

Fuck. Why was I so nervous?

“Y-yes. I am.” She stuttered, grabbing her purse from the dresser.

“So, what do you think about my outfit? Do you like it?” She asked, motioning to herself.

I shrugged, “It’s okay.” I feigned nonchalance and for a brief second, a strange emotion glinted her hazel eyes but when I blinked, it was no longer there, and it made me wonder if I had imagined it.

“Oh.” She mumbled and nodded.

I felt like an asshole as I watched her walk with her shoulders hunched to the car.

She got in quietly, and exchanged pleasantries with Nathan. I glanced at her continuously, inwardly hoping she’d dart a stare at me like she usually did when she thought I wasn’t looking but she remained still and just stared outside the window.

Was she mad about my earlier nonchalance?

Fuck. I wasn’t used to apologizing to anyone but Sofie really made me want to try things.

She made me want to be a better man.

“Uhm,” I cleared my throat as I arranged the words in my head, and that did the job.

Sofie stared at me, confusion twinkling in her eyes.

“The stylists did an exemplary job. You look stunning in this outfit.” I confessed, looking her in the eye just in time for her eyes to double in surprise as her cheeks became dusted with pink.

“T-thank you.” Sofie whispered, fiddling with her fingers as she lowered her gaze.

I didn’t know why but I liked to see Sofie being so submissive and flustered by me.

It made something in me preen with pride.

I was caught off guard when Sofie suddenly climbed my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into a passionate kiss as she rocked my hardening shaft.

Ignoring the voice at the back of my mind warning me about Nathan seeing, and hearing us, I groped her ass cheeks and fondled them like stress balls.

They felt exceptionally soft that day and right there and then, precum started leaking out of my tip.

“You like being displayed and fucked, don’t you?” I asked as Sofie broke the kiss and started trailing open-mouthed kisses on the sides of my neck.

“Yes, daddy. I-I want everyone to know that I belong to you.” She shivered and I groaned into the crook of her neck.

“Fuck. You are really asking for it, aren’t you?” I gritted out and in response, Sofie started grinding harder on me as she looked into my eyes with a smirk contorting a side of her lips.

“Yes, daddy. I want you to fuck me. I want your big, long cock inside me so bad.” She whimpered, sensually whining her waist on me, causing me to clench my teeth and grip her ass roughly.

“When we get home, I will do that. I will fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to walk for days.” I growled.

At that, she moaned out something incoherent and I smacked her ass, “Be more vocal about what you want, baby girl.”

She just continued moaning and whimpering and the sensual sounds that came from her, went straight to my cock and soon enough, I was close.

I felt something wet on my pants and realized Sofie had climaxed but she didn’t stop grinding on me and before I knew it, I saw white and also came in my pants.

I was about to say something to her when Nathan’s voice interrupted me.

“Sir Roman, we are here.”

Without thinking, I spat, “Stop bothering me!”

“Roman. Roman? We are here.” This time, it was Sofie’s voice and it made me frown.

I gazed up at her only to find myself staring into space, and Nathan’s curious eyes fixated on me.

I glanced to my side and lo and behold, Sofie was collected and calmly sitting beside me as she also stared quizzically at me like I had suddenly grown a pair of horns.

Only then did I realize I had imagined everything that had just happened.

What if I had said everything aloud? I couldn’t have done so.

Right?

I looked from Sofie back to Nathan, and they didn’t seem appalled, instead they looked befuddled. I guessed I was quiet.

Then, I cleared my throat, and stared out of the window at my grandparent’s mansion.

“Sorry, I was deep in thought,” I lied, to which Sofie nodded.

“Thanks again for the compliment,” She muttered before Nathan flung the car door open on her end.

I tried to hide the smile that creeped onto my face but successfully failed as my attention dropped to the tent forming in my pants.

I didn’t want to visit my grandma with a boner, and I had no way I could relieve myself in a short period.

“Fuck it.” I whispered underneath my breath as I arranged myself to conceal my hard-on before I stepped out of the car.

Afterward, Nathan left for the company and Sofie and I walked up the stairs leading to the entrance of the mansion together, as I stylishly stole quick glances at her beautiful side profile.

Sofie really made me feel things, and honestly, I didn’t think that was good.