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TRAPPED BY MR CEO TO BE HIS FIANCÉE  Novel Cover

TRAPPED BY MR CEO TO BE HIS FIANCÉE

I lost everything the night my parents died. What the world called a tragic accident, I know was something far worse. Left with nothing but debts and a younger brother to protect, survival became my only goal. Desperate and out of options, I accepted a job as a secretary at B&S Incorporated, owned by the infamous billionaire, Bryan Smith. Cold, arrogant, and used to getting whatever he wants, he was the last person I ever wanted to work for. But I didn't have a choice. Then he made me an offer that changed everything. Be his fiancée. Just pretend. In return, he would give me the money I desperately needed. It was supposed to be simple. No feelings. No attachment. Just a contract. But nothing about Bryan Smith was simple. The longer I stayed, the more I realized I wasn't just trapped in a deal... I was trapped with a man who had no intention of letting me go. "Do you really need this job?" he asked. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to nod. "Yes." His gaze darkened as he leaned back in his chair. "How desperate are you?"
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Chapter 1

CALI

Drrrhhhhh! My alarm rang, jolting me awake. Gosh-today is my interview at B&S Incorporate. I sprang out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. I couldn't afford to be late. Not today.

When I was done in the bathroom, I cleaned up quickly and slipped into a white gown. I paired it with red slippers and tied my hair into a neat ponytail using a red ribbon. Opening my file, I took out my CV and other important documents I'd need for the interview and placed them carefully into my red bag.

I rushed into the kitchen and prepared cheese and macaroni. I served my portion and poured the rest into a flask for my brother. I ate quickly and was done in no time, then headed to Edward's room to wake him up.

"Edward," I called softly, tapping him lightly as he rolled over on the bed.

"Huuhh," he muttered sleepily.

I smiled, then tapped him harder. He jerked upright, rubbing his eyes.

"We are on holidays, sis, for crying out loud!" he yelled, then covered his mouth when he realized what he had done. If I wasn't in a hurry, I would have hit him.

"Cali," he called, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Don't you know you have an appointment with the doctor?" I asked, yelling at him.

"Okay," he replied, bowing his head.

"Sorry," I said softly.

He raised his head and laughed. Gosh-he had played a prank on me. He ran back into the bedroom and locked the door behind him. I scurried out of the house. Luckily, I found a cab that took me straight to the company.

After paying the cab driver, I stepped out and stared at the massive building before me. Inside, the receptionist was kind enough to direct me to the interview room. When I got there, I counted over fifteen ladies waiting.

Thank goodness I wasn't late.

Most of them were dressed in revealing outfits with heavy makeup. I took the only available seat and clutched my bag tightly to myself.

After a while, a girl rushed out of the interview room. She was wearing a very tight, short gown-one would think she came to seduce someone rather than attend an interview. Her makeup was smeared from crying, which meant she hadn't gotten the job.

I eyed her briefly, but my thoughts were interrupted when I heard my name called from the interview room. I stood up and hurried inside.

As I entered the office, my gaze collided with Smith Bryan.

Gosh. He was incredibly handsome.

I tried to hide my blush and quickly looked away. I could admire him later-if I got this job. For now, I had to focus.

First things first.

Sit he said and I sat down and brought out my CV and handed it to him trust me I was super scared I've never been scared for an interview but Bryan Smith is not an easy boss and with the numerous competitions involved in this post I don't know what to expect.

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