Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 20 Elise closed the distance with that perfectly calculated walk of hers, each step a reminder of how effortlessly she belonged in settings like this. She wore an off-white ensemble that probably cost more than three months of my salary, her hair flawless, her makeup so perfect it could've been airbrushed. And then, because the universe apparently wanted to make my night even harder, Alex appeared right behind her. My hand found Christian's instinctively, gripping tight. He glanced at me, his expression shifting instantly as he understood the situation.

"Christian Kensington," Elise greeted smoothly, her professional smile failing to mask the calculating gleam in her eyes. "What a surprise seeing you here. It's wonderful to have Kensington Wineries as our client." "Miss Banks," Christian replied, his politeness edged with frost. "Marcus handles that side of the business." Her gaze slid toward me, something sparking in her eyes. Not hostility exactly-something closer to curiosity... tinged with envy. "Zoey," she said, her tone dipped in faux warmth. "Always a pleasure to see you." Before I could answer, Alex stepped up beside her.

His smile faltered just slightly the moment his eyes landed on "Zoey." "Alex." My voice was flat, clipped. A silence hung, sharp and uncomfortable, until Christian squeezed my hand-steady, grounding. "If you'll excuse us, we have guests to greet," he said, his tone smooth but absolute. "I'm sure we'll see you later." "Of course," Elise replied, her professional mask intact, though I caught the subtle stiffness in her posture.

"We'll be circulating to ensure everything runs as planned." Christian gave a curt nod, then guided me away, his hand at the small of my back as we headed toward the entrance. "You alright?" he asked under his breath once we were out of earshot. "I will be," I said, forcing a deep breath. "Don't let them get to you." Inside the venue, I was instantly swallowed by understated luxury. The main hall gleamed with elegant floral arrangements, soft lighting casting a warm glow over the space.

already filling with people who exuded wealth and refinement. Women draped in understated but obviously expensive jewelry. Men in suits

been born into this world, raised knowing its silent codes and unspoken rules. "Come," Christian said, his hand returning firmly to the small of my back, steady and possessive. "I want you to meet some people." 1/4 Chapter 20 +25 Bonus The next minutes blurred together in a

everyone as "my fiancée, Zoey," and every single time those words left his mouth, something twisted in my stomach. The ease with which he lied was remarkable. Or maybe... it wasn't entirely a lie? Technically, I was his fiancée. Just not for real. "Zoey picked the ring," he said when one of the women praised my diamond. "Her taste is impeccable." I forced a smile, trying to keep up with the flow of conversation. Christian, of course, seemed perfectly at ease, moving from one topic to another

wine," I murmured to Christian while he was deep in conversation with a distributor. He nodded absently, and I slipped

sun was setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink that glowed in the golden liquid. "Impressive, isn't it?" Elise's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned sharply. She stood just a few steps away, holding her own glass with casual elegance. "The sunset?" I asked, trying to sound composed. "All of it." She gestured gracefully. "Christian Kensington. The vineyard. The world he lives in." I sipped my wine, buying time. "It's beautiful." "And completely different from everything you know." She stepped closer, her expensive

my pulse was racing. "Why? You think I'm not good enough for him?" Elise smiled, that sharp smile of hers that never quite reached her eyes. "Let's be honest, Zoey. Are you really with Christian Kensington? A man like him could have anyone.' "And he chose