The Billionaire's Fake Marriage MacKenzie Stowe

There was something about Ryan that made me want to be better, to do more, to prove to him that I was worthy of him and his company. It wasn’t anything that he did or said, it just was. It was evident in everything that he did, how he talked, how he even moved, that he cared and cared deeply for not only his company but his employees. It was that dedication that I was driven to. That I admired. That I wanted to emulate.

Ryan, of course, hadn’t wanted anything to do with me when he found out his father had hired me. Stating he didn’t need any help, that he was fine on his own. It was a trait that I would find was very characteristic of him. He liked to have control over everything including all that happened in the company if he could help it. He didn’t take too kindly to his father telling him what to do, another trait that was very common with Ryan.

I didn’t let Ryan’s lack of enthusiasm get to me. I took it as a challenge, a way to prove him wrong, and slowly, over time, he started to see that I was a good fit for him. That we worked well together and that he needed me. He would never admit as much but I knew it and that was enough.