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"Just pretend to be my fiancée for Christmas." Sure. What could go wrong? The richest man in this city is an Adonis in the flesh. He takes the air out of me with a single glance. But he happens to be my sworn enemy. From his designer suits, to his pompous air. He encompasses every quality I hate. If only I could stop fantasizing about him. His hands on my hips, caressing every inch of me. His mouth pressing against mine... Ugh, let me stop myself there. He's the enemy. You don't bang your enemies. That is til I broke my cardinal rule, repeatedly.Goodbye, virginity. I fell into the "Just Pretend" trap with the most eligible bachelor. Oh, did I mention I'm also carrying his baby. Damn him for being so gorgeous.