Simran

“Tell me your name.”

He wants to make introductions. Maybe he’ll need it to erase my existence once he murders me. Great. Now I’ve gone from thinking he’s a thief to a killer.

“Then what are you going to do about Arya, Bee?”

The one choice I avoided by giving myself false hope.

“Say yes to my parents.”

“I’m not your employee, Mr. Stern. I’ll work with you, once you decide, and not for you. Better for you not to get any wrong ideas.”

All she makes me think of are bad ideas.

“Niall says he’s a manwhore.” Asshole. “And that I should stay away from him.”

I bet he did.

Love is nothing but messy and painful

DASH

I’m going to murder my best friend.

“Why can’t you be embarrassed like a normal person?” she grumbles with her hands on her hips.

“You do know who he is, don’t you?”

“Um… No.” I frown. “Am I supposed to?”

“Heard of Merchant Properties?” he asks and I nod because, of course I have. They are the biggest real estate dealers and developers in the country. “Justin is the CEO and the son of the founder, kitten.”

“He’s Justin Merchant?”

“It’s just a temporary business arrangement.”

“Care to elaborate?” he asks, one eyebrow raised.

“Details don't matter. She wanted a fake husband so I said yes when she asked me.”

“You mean, she played you into saying yes?” He laughs out loud. “Is that why you went all ballistic on my ass that night, because you thought she was gonna ask me?”

“Shut up,

His head shakes like I’m in denial. What can I say? Sometimes denial is bliss.