His Drama Queen novel Chapter 10

I almost wanted to bang my head on the window. This morning he was praising the Russian Model and now he's telling me they're not dating. What kind of mind games is he playing with me?

"Rumors? You told me!" I yelled, throwing my hands in the air. "Damn it, Ethan! Quit being so confusing and tell me why you had to tell Mrs. Athena such a lie!"

"Those were your assumptions, princess. I never confirmed that Veronika was my girlfriend. And the reason why I told Rose you're my girlfriend? Rose is getting old and she wants to see me settle down with someone who brings the good out in me. You know the crap that old people want for you. Well, she's not exactly fond by Veronika. As you may know, Veronika doesn't really care about the people around her. She's really full of herself. Rose never bothered to hide her distaste about Veronika." Ethan told me, his eyes still fixed on the road. I waited for him to continue, but he just stopped there.

Great, what should I do with that information? I rummaged through my purse to find my lip gloss. When I found it I turned my attention back to Ethan.

"That did not answer my question, Mr. Gray," I muttered, applying lip gloss on my lips. The way his last name sound, was so sexy. Oh god, did I just say that Ethan's last name sounds sexy coming out of my mouth? I think I should wash my mouth with soap when I arrive home. This is not good. Why do I get thoughts like this?

"Rose is sick okay and I'm trying to fulfill her last wish. And that's me having a girlfriend."

I turned my head back to Ethan. My eyes widen and my mouth wide open. "You're not serious."

Ethan scoffed. "Why would I joke about sickness, Miss Vargas?"

The way he pronounced my last name send shivers down my spine. It just rolled so perfectly out of his mouth. What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head so I could come back to my senses. "You could hire someone to pretend to be your girlfriend. Now every time we're going to meet Mrs. Athena I need to act like I'm madly in love with you." And I don't want to act like your goddamn girlfriend because in the end, I'm the one that's going to end up hurting.

"I hope you're good in acting." he casually replied. "And why would I hire someone to be my girlfriend? I mean you are here to fulfill that job, aren't you? There's no going back now, Nicole. What do you want Rose to think of me? That I'm jumping from one girl to another? Nah-ah, not happening."

I rolled my eyes and cursed inwardly. "I graduated in Fashion Design, not Drama."

Oh god, help me!

Ethan Gray

The weird feeling in my stomach started to grow the longer I stared at the sleeping beauty next to me. She leaned her head against the window, her eyelids closed, her mouth in a small pout as her chest raised slowly up and down every time she took a breath.

She looked serene, peaceful, even-tempered. Nothing like the girl from this morning. God, she was throwing such a fit about clothes. And then she even mentioned Veronika. I know that she knew about Veronika because it's all over the gossips. I never thought she would believe them. Gossips are gossips. Every celebrity, influencer, or model knows that. Even though Nicole didn't fall in any of those categories, she was the only heir of the Vargas hotel chains which makes her the perfect target for gossips.

Nicole seemed tired. After we had brunch at the Bruvette, she was very hungry may I add. Probably that's because she hadn't had breakfast in the morning, because of the tantrum she was throwing. I don't know why she's bothered about clothes and their seasons. When she came back downstairs, I couldn't help but compliment her inwardly. She looked so classy, stylish, fabulous, and oh god hot. Women wearing business clothes always looked so formal and uptight. Sometimes their clothes were too conservative or sometimes too revealing. None of those two were flattering.