The Counterfeit Fiancée
Language: en
When I was desperate and penniless, I took a forged betrothal contract and scammed my way into the wealthy Vanderbilt family. I had their youngest son, Asher, wrapped around my finger. He’d say, "You're so annoying." I’d press against his lips and threaten, "Say that again and I'll kiss you until your mouth is sore." He’d turn his face away: "You’re bothering me." I’d pin him down: "Believe it or not, I'll punish you again!" He’d turn bright red, and I’d tease, "Oh, such an innocent boy~" He’d ignore me, leaving behind a proud back, and I thought he was just playing hard to…