Status Updates From Fake Dating My Billionaire ...

(He reaches down into that fold of fabric and pulls out a small, dark-blue, velvet-covered box.)

That sounded like a very easy way out of a very bad situation. She can now ruin your business so you marry her 😏

(I think I’m doing this—looking at all this luxury with fresh eyes—because Bella’s at my side.
She makes me see things differently.)

What? What the heck did she do?

("Okay, but eventually, you’ll have to show him.”

“But by then, the painting will be done. I’ll be well on my way to artist fame and fortune.")

Self-centered ass. It would be an inconvenience for him at the end. He paid you to do abstract, you con!

("I was. But that was then, and this is now. And right now, I’m actually for-real asking you for butter.”)

I feel very offended at her being in his kitchen doing all this. He gave you your own kitchen. You can't just come to his just because you like it 😒

(He sucks in a breath through his teeth, like I’m annoying him.)

You're annoying me too.

(I do my best to explain my situation. It’s like pulling off a Band-Aid: the faster I get it all out, the less pain I’ll have to endure.)

You have guts to ask your "new boss" if you could move in with him.