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As I lay in bed, I thought about her. Not only did she live in New York, but she was jobless—a story she didn’t want to talk about.
The following morning, I headed down to the restaurant to meet Levi and Laurel for breakfast. When Levi saw me, he waved me over to his table.
“Where’s Laurel?” I asked.
“Spa day.” He sighed. “She’s having the works, and it’s costing me a fortune.”
I chuckled. “You can afford it.”
“So, what happened last night with your beautiful woman?” he asked, sipping his coffee.
I picked up the stainless steel carafe from the table and poured some coffee into my cup.
“Her name is Stella, and she lives in New York, Hell’s Kitchen, to be exact.”
“Did you fuck her?” A smirk crossed his lips.
“I did.” I smiled. “I was up all night thinking about things. Bradshaw Capital is my company, not my uncle’s.”
“There’s only one way to rectify that situation, my friend.”
“Stella doesn’t have a job.”
“Why?” His brows furrowed.
“She said it was a long story and didn’t want to discuss it.”
“Let’s go up to the buffet, get our food, and we can talk about it. I’m starving,” Levi said.
“I can’t do it, Levi. I can’t get married. The last thing I want is a wife.”
“Then you can kiss your company goodbye, Miles. You’ll forever be stuck as the president and not the CEO. Your uncle will sit in your mother’s office, running the company as he wants. Are you really going to let that happen? The fake marriage would only be for a year. Time flies as it is, my friend. Before you know it, a year has passed, the company is yours, and then you can file for a divorce. But you need to find the right woman. A woman you can make a deal with and pay a great amount of money to go along with your sham. A woman who won’t fall in love with you.” He smirked.
“I know.” I sighed.
“It sounds to me that this Stella woman is the perfect candidate. She lives in New York and doesn’t have a job. Her new job could be Mrs. Miles Bradshaw.” A sly grin crossed his face.
“Shut your mouth.” I pointed my fork at him.
I looked up at the restaurant's entrance and saw Stella walk in with her friends. She didn’t see me, and I couldn’t stop staring at her.
“What the hell are you staring at?” Levi turned his head.
“That’s her. That’s Stella.”
“Which one?”
“The brunette in the light pink dress.”
“That’s her? Damn, Miles. She looks like wife material to me. You’d make a cute couple.” He grinned.
“Shut up, Levi.” I inhaled a breath.
CHAPTER 7
Stella
“I’m glad you’re feeling better today,” Jordyn said. “You missed one hell of a night last night. Ugh, my head.”
