The Faking Game (The Billionaire Games #1)

by Olivia Hayle

The best part about going to a nightclub is when you finally get to leave.

facts

I’m going to strangle my sister after this.

me everyday

His entire focus is on me, and I feel myself expand beneath it, a piece of paper folded out and smoothed. “I like praising the women I’m with,” he says. “You might have noticed that.”

GAGGED

I look down at my food and lie through my teeth. “Always used condoms. I told you, never been in a relationship.”

TELL HIM THE TRUTH

“You told me you’d had sex before. You told me… and now… that wasn’t true. Was it? You’ve never let anyone that close.”

i told her to tell you

A quick glance in the mirror will have to do.

don’t tell me you have a hickey

“Hickey,” he mouths, and just as quickly takes a step away from me. My cheeks heat up. I’ve never had a hickey in my life.

effing told you

“Sorry, mate. So, Vivienne’s last party? The Paradise Lost themed one that only Calloway could attend? He took Nora as his date, and I’ve heard that they looked real cozy next to the poker table.” “Alex,” I whisper.

FUCK YOU ALEX

The door shuts behind her, and I can’t wait. I’m already walking to open it again. “What,” a low, furious voice behind me says, “was that?” Someone is sitting in the armchair in the corner, by the pool table. Half hidden in shadows. I hadn’t seen him, hadn’t thought anyone would be in here. This room is off-limits for the ball. But of course he would know his way around. “Rafe?”

oh FUCK