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  The Billionaire’s Fake Girlfriend

  (Part 3)

  By

  Sierra Rose

  Copyright 2015 by Sierra Rose

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.

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  She thinks he’s despicable. He wants her back…with a vengeance.

  Short blurb: A woman must travel around the globe with her despicable ex in order to get her hands on her inheritance.

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  Jenna Harks left Goldman Sachs. Left the two hundred thousand starting salary on the table. She left to make her name with something bigger, better. Even if it did mean starting out as a low-level assistant without recognition or the chance of dental. But when mistaken identity gives Jenna the job of her dreams, she isn’t sure what to make of it. She knows she has the skills and determination, that’s for sure. So she rises to the challenge.

  There is Michael Larchwood, younger son of the legendary Abe Larchwood. Second heir to the keys of the castle. He was also a notorious playboy who flirts with Jenna. The thing is, not only does the company have a zero tolerance policy toward inter-office fraternization, but Michael was well known for flouting those rules. At least four women in the last two years were fired after being seen leaving his apartment, and Jenna was in no way interested in making that list.

  And then there’s the serious brother, Thomas Larchwood, who is a brilliant financial tactician and the youngest person ever to be named on Forbes most influential people’s list. All that and he was only a few years older than Jenna.

  The more Michael flirts with Jenna, the more Thomas takes notice. Both brothers are off limits. But during this Christmas season, one of them steals her heart.

  What happens when a woman runs into her one night stand at the office?

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  When Julia finds out her father is dying, she is devastated. He tells her his biggest regret is not getting the chance to dance with her at her wedding reception. So what does Julia do? She creates the perfect wedding reception. But there’s one problem. Julia doesn’t have a groom. Nonetheless, she plans a small wedding reception for close friends and family so her father will get his last dying wish. But when the press hears about the heartwarming story, Julia creates a media buzz. The story goes viral and her simple wedding reception goes from a backyard event to being hosted at one of the most elegant ballrooms in New York City. And when billionaire Luke Ellison enters the mix, the press goes wild. Can Julia fight her attraction toward a man who broke her heart so many years ago?

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  Can Brandon convince his new ‘accidental’ bride to play along with the charade?

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  This is the fu---- up version of Romeo and Juliet MC Club style. Imagine Juliet a pistol, and Romeo a sexy, badass with wicked tats. Oh, did I mention there's lots of cursing, leather-clad bikers, motorcycles, and sex?

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  This is Part 1 of a three-book novella series. Each story is approx. 30,000 words. 18+ due to sexual situations. All of your questions won't be answered without purchasing Parts 2 and 3.

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  Calli Crawford has given up too much in life; too many rules and regulations forcing her to become someone she can barely recognize. Such is the life of a woman in the Witness Protection Program. With loneliness and fear as a constant companion, she's in search for solitude in hopes of making it to the trial date and getting back to her life.

  Captain John "Edge" Barker has served his final mission for the Navy SEALs and the devastation of it has left its mark on the hard-bodied vet. His plan is to focus on his dogs and ignore the rest of the world, but when a raven-haired woman in need moves across the street, his world is turned upside down.

  Needing someone to protect, he goes against his better judgment and steps into her world, and makes her fight his own. With the largest syndicate in New York searching high and low for them, the pair doesn't have the luxury of living in the present. They're forced to stay on the razor edge of tomorrow.

  Chapter 1

  Finding out you’re pregnant can be a huge, massive shock when it’s unplanned. And telling my partner, that made me even more of a nervous wreck. And I was already an emotional wreck. How was he going to react? It was hard to think when so many emotions were flooding through me.

  I gripped Marcus’s hands. “Baby, I’m pregnant.”

  His jaw dropped. “Wait…what? What did you just say?”

  “I’m having a baby, our baby. I know this is unexpected and sudden, but I knew I needed to tell you right away.”

  “But I thought you were on birth control,” he said.

  “I was, but it happened anyway. And I swear I took those pills like clockwork. But still, there’s a tiny chance you can get pregnant. Damn, maybe I should play the lotto.”

  He touched my stomach. “You’re…?”

  “Yes,” I whispered.

  “Really?”

  I smiled as he tried to process my words. “Welcome to fatherhood.”

  “I’m going to be a father?” he asked.

  I nodded. “Yes!”

  He wrapped his arms around me as excitement overwhelmed him. I could tell how happy he was by the tears welling in his eyes. “I’m nervous, but I’m super happy.”

  “You’re happy about this? I thought you’d be furious with me.”

  “I’m a l
ittle scared, confused, and shocked. But how could I ever be mad at you? It might not be planned, but a child is a blessing.”

  “I’m still trying to process it myself,” I said.

  “Yeah, I’m trying to figure out what it all means.”

  “It means you’ll have to drink less beer and play fewer video games.”

  He laughed.

  We both stared at each other in complete and utter disbelief.

  “I wasn’t sure how you’d want to handle this,” I said. “We do have choices or options. But I want us to decide what to do together.”

  He softly touched my stomach and pondered. “There’s another life growing inside of you. He or she is going to gradually develop into a person with a unique personality, interests, and talents. I want to meet my son or daughter.” His gaze narrowed. “Rebecca, I don’t want you to get an abortion. I know it’s your decision, and I’ll stand by whatever you choose. But please think about this long and hard. But whatever you choose, I will respect it.”

  “I was talking about adoption.”

  “I’m not giving our child away for somebody else to raise.”

  I clutched my heart. “I’m kind of freaking out here. How am I going to do this?”

  He wrapped his arms around me and spoke words of encouragement. “You’re not alone, and I’m going to be there every step of the way.”

  I clung to him. “Things just changed big time. Nothing will ever be the same again. And we don’t even really know each other. Are we ready to handle something like this?”

  He pondered, then let out a long breath. “It’s bit of a shock, but it’s about time I grew up anyway. I’m going to be a man, Rebecca. I’m going to take care of this baby. I’m going to be a damn good father. No nannies. All hands on.”

  He seemed so sincere, and I nodded.

  “I knew the stakes were high when I met this amazing woman who literally blew my mind,” he said. “And I know I don’t want to lose her. Not ever. So I started getting my act together because I don’t want to lose the most wonderful thing in my life.” I smiled, and he continued. “I miss you when I’m not with you. When I’m not with you, all I do is think about you. When I think about you, I just want to be with you. When I’m with you, it’s like all of my dreams have come true.” He softly touched my cheek. “I love you.”

  “I love you too,” I said. “And every time I see you, I just want to hold you in my arms and never let go.”

  “I had lots of depressing days before you came along. But I know one thing for sure. You’re worth waking up for. And having a baby with you, it’s the most exciting thing ever.”

  I kissed his lips, and we shared a gentle kiss.

  I touched my stomach. “I can’t believe I’m going to have a baby.”

  “I’m going to be…a dad.”

  And I’m going to be…a mom.”

  I smiled as he kissed my lips.

  “Let’s confirm your pregnancy by having an ultrasound,” Marcus said, “and then we can meet with a pregnancy counselor to discuss our situation.”

  I nodded.

  Chapter 2

  Marcus got me into the doctor’s office right away.

  I’d developed a little game to pass the times in my life when I had to face difficult situations.

  The game was this: I’d shut my eyes—just for a second—and think of a time before. Any time, it didn’t matter. Studying at the library, renting my first car, coming home after a bad date. Anything. I’d focus all my energy on that one little thought. And for a moment—just a moment—I would forget what was happening.

  Then I would open my eyes and snap back into reality.

  “Lie back,” the tech instructed, guiding my feet onto the padded exam table. “Now, try to relax. This is going to be a little cold.”

  Try to relax.

  How?

  I did as she asked but closed my eyes; part of me was scared to death. Two tiny tears squeezed past my fierce defenses, but I wiped them away before they reached my hair.

  There was an icy sensation.

  “I’m just spreading some gel on,” she said.

  I gritted my teeth and tried to ignore it as the tech babbled on about her four dogs and two cats.

  Marcus came in. “Sorry, I had to take that phone call.”

  “You didn’t miss anything,” I said.

  He came over and held my hand. “Good.”

  The technician and Marcus talked for a bit while she glided a handheld device across my stomach, creating a little pressure, but it didn’t hurt.

  “See the white or grey areas in the images?” she asked. “That shows bone and tissue, while dark areas show liquid, such as the amniotic fluid around the baby.”

  “Oh,” I said.

  Suddenly, I heard a swishy sound, blood flowing through the umbilical cord or placenta. I could hardly contain my excitement. “It sounds like a train going through a tunnel.”

  “It sounds like wind blowing through the trees.”

  I jumped when suddenly a faint heartbeat. “Is that the baby?”

  The technician nodded with enthusiasm.

  My eyes widened in awe. “It’s faster than mine.” When I closed my eyes and focused, I could hear the heartbeat grow stronger. It sounded like a herd of horses galloping in water. I smiled widely as I met his gaze. My eyes welled with tears at Marcus’s emotion; I could tell he was just as touched as I was. It was like we had this special bonding moment. We had created a human life. We could hear its heartbeat. It was beyond amazing.

  “I love you so much,” I said.

  He cupped my cheek. “I love you too.”

  “I can’t do this without you,” I whispered. “I just can’t.”

  “What makes you think you will ever have to?” He kissed me on the lips, and when I tried to speak, he held a finger to my mouth. “Before I met you, I thought I had everything I would ever need to make me happy. Then you walked into my life and changed everything.”

  “I should’ve bought you a coffee that first day I met you.”

  He grinned. “You were so stubborn, strong, and independent, and I loved the way you stood up to me. I knew right then, in that very moment, that there was something special about you, and it was in that instant that I realized how empty my life was without somebody like you in it.” He gazed longingly into my eyes. “Don’t you see? You brought my dead heart back to life. I love you, and I will never let you go.”

  Tears welled up in my eyes. “You’re giving me goose bumps.”

  We both watched the technician as she glided the device over my stomach and fussed with the computer.

  “Ah, here we go,” the technician said suddenly. I turned my head. “You’re about six weeks along. You see that little flicker? That’s the heartbeat.”

  I stared blankly at the screen, trying to understand how something so small had upturned my entire life so completely in just twenty-four hours. It was exciting but scary.

  “Do you see your baby?” she pressed again, leaning toward me excitedly.

  “Yeah, I can see the baby.”

  “She’s small,” Marcus said. “Or he.”

  “Is that normal?” I asked.

  The tech gave me a comforting squeeze. “It’s incredibly difficult to understand what you’re looking at when the fetus is still so small. Don’t worry. Everything looks normal. In nine months, you’ll both have a beautiful baby.” She pushed her chair back and flipped off the screen, handing me a towel. “Give me a minute to get you a picture.”

  I glanced up in a daze, still wiping off the cool gel. “I’m sorry—what?”

  “A sonogram. We can print you out what we just saw if you’d like to take it home.”

  “Uh, yeah. That would be wonderful. Thank you.”

  The doctor came in and did a quick look at everything. Dr. Collins said everything looked good. She gave me a small smile and started pressing some buttons as the printer whirled in the background. “So we’re going to want to s
ee you every month to make sure everything’s progressing as it should. Do you have any questions?”

  Two more tears ventured out, but I quickly wiped them away. “I have millions of them. But right now, I can’t think. I need some time to process this. Thanks, though.”

  She turned to Marcus. “Would you mind if I talked to Rebecca alone?”

  “Sure, Dr. Collins. I’ll be in the waiting room.” He left.

  “Is everything okay?” she asked. “I thought maybe you might like to ask some questions without your boyfriend around.”

  We talked for a few minutes and she reassured me that everything looked great. My baby was healthy. The tech came in and went to grab the photograph.

  Wow. I was a new mother.

  The word hit me like a blow to the stomach and I half-doubled over, grabbing the edge of my chair for support. Would I make a good mom? I didn’t know anything about babies. I wasn’t even in a long-term, committed relationship. What if I’m a single mom? Marcus said he’d stick around, but that didn’t mean he would. My own dad took off after Max and I were born. What if Marcus repeated history and I was left to raise this child on my own like my mother had to raise me? I couldn’t even pay my rent. How could I do this? I wanted to give my baby everything, but could I? I had all the thoughts a new mother would think roll across my mind. I was having a panic attack. I couldn’t breathe. The room was closing in on me.

  Mother. Mother to an infant. Possibly a son or a daughter.

  New words started creeping into my vocabulary at an alarming rate and I closed my eyes, breathing in through my mouth and out through my nose—a technique my mother always had me do when I was stressed about school or feeling faint.