Chapter 2 Billionaire's deal

"I need you to act as my fiancée for two weeks," Ethan said the moment they got in the car.

Sophia scoffed. "Is that a request or a command?"

"You don't really have a choice."

"What if I refuse?"

"You owe me."

"I owe you nothing!" she snapped.

Ethan smirked. "Hmm... maybe I should just hand you over to the authorities."

Sophia's heart skipped a beat. "You're unbelievable."

"Are you in or out?"

She sighed dramatically. "If you want me to play your fiancée, you should ask nicely, young man."

Ethan exhaled, then spoke in a mocking tone. "Sophia-whatever your last name is-will you act as my fiancée for two weeks?"

"That's more like it." She grinned mischievously. "So, who are we trying to impress? An ex who broke your heart?"

"No questions. Just do as I say."

"But I need to know," she pushed.

He sighed and finally explained. "My siblings and I are set to inherit a multimillion-dollar fortune, but my grandmother insists we must be married first to prove we're responsible enough to handle it. Next week, the whole family will gather, and I need a fiancée."

Sophia raised a brow. "Got it, Mr. Billionaire. And what's my share in all this?"

"You owe me. Or should I call security?"

"Gosh, you're so petty."

"Now, buckle up. I'll drop you off at your house."

Back home, Sophia stomped into the house, frustration all over her face.

Isabella looked up from her phone. "Aah, babe, what happened?"

Sophia narrated everything.

Isabella burst into laughter. "Girl, you should be rotting in jail right now! That guy must be nice."

The next morning, Ethan showed up at Sophia's place.

"Get in," he said.

"Where are we going?"

"My house. You need to know the rules before the family arrives."

When they arrived at his mansion, Sophia's jaw dropped.

"Wow... Your house is stunning! You live here alone?"

"Yes."

"Jeez, it's huge!"

"Come inside."

They walked in, and Ethan turned to her. "This is where the entire family will gather."

Sophia was still admiring the place when she suddenly blurted, "You're wicked."

Ethan frowned. "Excuse me?"

"You live in luxury while people out there don't even have a roof over their heads."

He smirked. "Maybe that's because instead of working hard, some people stealing just as you have tried stealing from me twice ."

Sophia stiffened. "What do you mean twice?"

Ethan crossed his arms. "Give me back my necklace."

Her eyes widened. How did he-

"Now," he ordered.

Sighing in defeat, she pulled out the necklace.

"How do you always catch me?" she muttered.

Ethan smirked. "I run a company. I deal with all kinds of people. I notice things." He leaned closer. "And if you ever steal from me again, you'll regret it."

Sophia gulped. "Noted, sir."

Ethan called for his assistant. "Stanley, take her shopping and fill her in on everything."

"And," Ethan added, "keep an eye on her."

Sophia huffed. This is going to be a long two weeks.

Is your boss always like that, Sophia asked Stanley and they walked around to mall picking things

Well he is a very nice man, Stanley answered

Hmm nice man my foot, Sophia humped

After shopping Stanley drove her home, when they got home Ethan was back already

Hey Mr grumpy am back

He just looked at her and sighed

You know you haven't shown me my room, she asked him

Follow me he told her while closing his laptop

They got to his bedroom it was so beautiful

Sophia stood in front of the grand mirror in Ethan's luxurious bedroom, staring at the

At the beautiful room, Ethan went straight to his drawer and brought out a diamond ring and handed it over to her. It sparkled under the warm chandelier light, looking way too expensive for her to be wearing.

"That's your engagement ring, and don't try to run away with it," Ethan added, his sharp gaze locking onto hers.

Sophia scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Please, I have better things to do than steal your oversized rock."

Ethan smirked. "Considering I've caught you stealing twice, I doubt that."

She huffed and turned toward the mirror again, slipping the ring onto her finger. It fit perfectly. Damn, at least the guy has taste.

Ethan crossed his arms, studying her. "You're going to have to act the part, you know. No eye-rolling, no sarcastic remarks, and definitely no attitude in front of my family."

Sophia turned to face him, placing a hand on her hip. "And what do I get in return?"

Ethan raised a brow. "You get to avoid jail time. Sounds like a fair trade to me."

She exhaled dramatically. "Fine. But let's get one thing straight this is all fake. Don't expect me to act like some lovesick puppy."

Ethan chuckled, stepping closer. "Trust me, the last thing I need is a lovesick puppy."

"So try on the things you bought and come downstairs so I can see, cause I want you to me perfect no mistakes" he said and left the room

Sophia rolled her eyes and mimicked him mockingly

She tried each dress one by one and Ethan was not impressed at all

"My family will be in by tomorrow and these dresses are nothing to write home about.

Tomorrow? She shouted

Yes Ethan replied " that means you have to be in your best behavior"

Ethan glanced at his watch. "Get dressed. We're going shopping again."

What? "Again? But there's nothing wrong with this outfits ."

He shrugged. "You need perfect outfits for this. My family will be watching your every move."

Sophia flopped back onto the couch. "I hate this already."

Ethan chuckled. "Too bad. Now, get up."

A few hours later, they arrived at an upscale boutique, the kind that smelled like expensive perfume and sold dresses that probably cost more than Sophia's entire life savings.

Sophia picked up a dress and checked the tag. "Are you kidding me? This costs more than my rent."

Ethan sighed. "Just pick something."

Sophia glanced at him mischievously. "Oh, if you're paying, I'm picking the most expensive dress here."

Ethan smirked. "Be my guest. But remember, you're still a broke thief at heart."

Sophia gasped. "You're awful!"

"I know," Ethan said with a grin.

She stomped off to find a dress.

Thirty minutes later, she emerged from the dressing room in a breathtaking red gown that hugged her curves perfectly.

Ethan stared.

Sophia smirked. "What? Cat got your tongue, Mr. Grumpy?"

Ethan cleared his throat. "It'll do."

"Wow, such high praise," she said sarcastically.

She tried some more and they were perfect

Ethan turned to the cashier. "We'll take all of