The Billionaire's Fake Marriage

Vivienne's POV

"No, mom!" I said on the phone, nearly screaming. "It was only an accident! I'm not having s*x with the man!"

"Tell me the truth right now!" My mother yelled over the phone.

"Jesus Christ. Mom...you know me." I said, sounding like a little girl. "I went to a party and I tripped. It's the news that's twisting the whole thing."

My mother, apparently, has gotten to see the news and now she wants to bite my head off over the phone, calling to know if her sweet little angel had gone wayward.

"A party???! Vivienne Telaris Hart," She started. "What were you doing at a party?!"

"Mom, I'll call you back."

I ended the call and put my phone on flight mode immediately. The day isn't even over yet and my phone has been buzzing with calls and messages- friends and families wanting to know what's going on.

And now, I just agreed to a contract marriage with the same man. Great. As if things couldn't get any better.

I laid on my bed nearly screaming my mind out before deciding to remove my phone from flight mode and call my sister to ask for advice.

"Hey sis..." I said the moment she picked up the phone, nearly crying at this point.

"Hey V. What's up?" She answered.

"Your tone says you haven't seen the news. I need your help." I said.

"What news?" My sister, Audrey asked.

"I went to a party last week and I had a little accident. I tripped and was caught by someone. Alexander Knight - you know him "

"Yeah. The rich guy. Yeah I know him."

"Well, guess what?" I asked rhetorically. "Some media people took a picture of that moment and now, I'm going viral as the man's secret lover exposed."

"Wait. What do you mean going viral?" She asked.

"Check your Whatsapp. I just sent you a screenshot."

The call went silent for a moment as my sister checked to see what I sent her before speaking again.

"Oh my God, V." She started. "This is CRAZY..."

"Tell me about it." I said sarcastically. "And you wouldn't believe what he came to my office to do today."

"What did he do?"

"He came to ask me to marry him."

"WHAT??" She screamed.

"No no, not that kind of marriage. He asked me to agree to a fake marriage with him for one year because the news is putting one of his contract at risk." I corrected. "I'll have to fake date him for a month and then get married to him. And apparently this is the only solution, according to his PR."

"V., this is a lot to take in." Audrey confessed.

"That's not all." I continued.

"Talk to me." She said eagerly to know what I was about to say.

"He said he's going to pay me ten million dollars."

The call went silent for a moment before Audrey spoke again.

"Say that again." She said.

"I'm getting paid ten mil-"

"TEN MILLION DOLLARS!" She nearly screamed my head off over the phone. "And what did you say? Please tell me you said yes."

"That's the thing, I did." I answered. "But isn't this risky?? A fake marriage??"

"Vivienne," She pronounced my name. "Ten million dollars is no joke. I agree the news thing is crazy but babe, you're getting paid. You don't have to sleep with him do you?" She asked.

"No I don't."

"V., come let's switch places." She said with a laugh.

"Audrey this isn't funny." I responded. "I'm calling to ask for your advice."

"My advice?" She asked. "What do you need me for? He's rich, you don't have to sleep with him... and Jesus, V., look at him." I could tell she was looking at the picture I had sent her. "He's hot."

"Audrey..."

"No, I mean it." She continued. "I'm telling you, this is a gift from Heaven."

I let out a sigh, pausing momentarily before continuing.

"Mom called." I said quietly.

"She saw the news? Let me guess, she was yelling at you for being in the arms of a man."

"Yup." I responded.

"So what will you do now?" She asked.

"I really don't know." I answered. "His PR said she could get back to me later so I'm still waiting to know my next move."

"V., you've definitely got to keep me updated on the news. I need to know everything. This is the best news ever." She said, laughing.

"Best news ever?" I echoed. "Audrey my face is going viral as some cheap whore sleeping with the man."

"Yeah. And now your face will be going everywhere as his wife." She responded quickly before I could say another word.

I groaned for a bit rethinking everything. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Getting married because of ten million is crazy. I agree I'll get to save his contract, yes. But one year... And just as I was imagining what was waiting for me, another call came in.

"Sis, I'll have to call you back." I said to Audrey before ending the call to answer the one coming in.

"Hi. This is Vivienne."

"Hi. It's Stephanie, Mr. Knight's PR." Stephanie responded. "We met earlier today."

"Hi!" I said sitting up straight as if I was expecting some grand news.

"So Mr. Knight and I just went through the plan. We'll be needing some information from you before we continue." She said.

"W-What do you need?" I asked.

"We need some personal information in order to make proper preparations for the contract agreement. We'll be swinging by to pick you up tomorrow to move in with him, and-"

"Moving in?" I cut in, confused.

"Yes ma'am." She answered. "The agreement states that you'll have to live with him during the one year because Mr. Knight often hosts guests and we wouldn't want lapses and stuff like that. You know, public image and all."

"But, what about my apartment...and my job." I asked.

"You'll have to quit the job ma'am." She said plainly. "We'll sort that out tomorrow, you have nothing to worry about. And your apartment...well, we'll just have to sort that out too afterwards."

I sat on my bed as I began to imagine what my boss and colleague would say tomorrow when I show up to quit.

This is insane. What am I doing?

"Are you there ma'am?" Stephanie asked.

"Y-Yes." I answered, pulling myself together. "I'm here."

"Good. Well, I'll see you tomorrow by 1pm. Bye." She said, before ending the call.