The Escort Girl

Billionaire Konstantin Tumanov is my new boss. He paid me to play the role of his fake fiancée. The contract specifies that I agree only to official escorting of the man and nothing more.

Pleased with myself, I flew to the Caribbean. But something went wrong. Tumanov began showing unusually heightened interest in me as a man. And I’m not going to reciprocate. However, my opinion doesn’t matter to him much—he’s not used to refusals.