Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 2 My heart froze when I saw Elise again, staring straight at me like she was ready to expose me, to strip me bare, to humiliate me. But to my relief, she was quickly whisked away for the final preparations. The ceremony was about to begin. "Kensington Wineries? Where did she even get that from?" I asked. He pointed to one of the waiters walking through the reception hall, serving drinks. Christian grabbed a bottle and held up the label for me that read "Kensington." "From what's going to be our best friend tonight," he said, pouring two glasses to the brim.

"I think you need this to start with." "Smart, picking a name that's already a well-known brand. But do you actually know anything about wine?" "I know that wine is like people," he replied with a mischievous smile, leaning in so close I could feel the heat radiating from his body. "The best ones have to be savored slowly... first you take in the aroma..." His eyes flicked down briefly to my lips. "Then you taste just a little, letting the flavor spread..." His voice dropped to a whisper. "...and only then do you savor every sip, feeling it warm you from the inside, until the very last...

moment." "You clearly don't know a thing about wine," I finally managed, trying to keep my composure. "But I'll admit you're very smooth." I was already expecting the ceremony to be a nightmare, but honestly? Nothing could have prepared me for this. Sitting in the pew, clutching Christian's hand tightly, I tried to keep a neutral expression while Elise and Alex exchanged vows of eternal love. With every "you're the love of my life," all I wanted to do was stand up and scream "Traitors!" Each phrase hit me like a slap.

And if I closed my eyes for even a second, I could remember the day Alex had said those exact same words to me. My hand clutched Christian's so tightly that my own fingers ached. "If you keep squeezing like that, sweetheart, I'm going to lose circulation," he whispered. "Sorry. Just having a minor internal breakdown." "I noticed. Want me to fake a fainting spell to stop the ceremony?" "No. I mean... maybe. If all else fails, spill wine on the bride's dress." He chuckled, but didn't deny he'd actually do it. After the ceremony, the reception turned into a show of wealth.

my life depended on it. "Zoey! I'm so happy you came," she said in a sickeningly sweet tone. "It means so much to me that we were able to move past everything." Move past? Hah. As if I was the petty one for holding a grudge. Alex walked up, giving me a slow once-over. "You look different, Zoey." It was almost like he meant I shouldn't look like this. Pretty. Smiling. Whole.

corrected smoothly, sliding his hand around my waist in a casual but possessive way. His gaze locked on Elise's with a

to fight to keep a grin off my face. "So you really are engaged?" Elise folded her arms. "That's surprising... I've never seen anything about you two anywhere." "We're private," Christian replied. Amanda, another ex-college acquaintance, walked up with her little group. "So this

with disdain. "After all, I'm not single, am I?" Alex tried to steer things back under control. "Kensington... from Kensington Wineries? The one that's won awards all over the world?" A chill ran down my spine. This was a test. Christian, or whatever his real name was, was just a gigolo. What could he possibly know about fine wines? "Yes, that's the one," Christian replied easily. "Although I'm

how's that project at the Crescent Harbor going? I heard you're having trouble with the environmental permits." Alex's face went pale. "How do you know about that?" Christian just shrugged. "I have my contacts." My jaw dropped, and Christian gave my hand a slight squeeze, as if

sound like I was some kind of charity case. "Don't underestimate Zoey," Christian cut in. "She's far more incredible than any of you realize." Elise smiled condescendingly. "Of course she is. I'm so happy for you, darling. I