I'm a handsome, perfectly built, successful billionaire.People say I can't possibly want for anything.Well, let me give you three reasons they're dead wrong.All three of them have the same answer. I need a fake wife.Lilian Baxter. My sweet, young, next door neighbor.Reason OneI've got the ex from hell.

When she tells the judge I can't look after my own kid, he orders me to get a new wife or else.Reason TwoShe makes me dream the second I set eyes on her.She's as innocent as she is beautiful.And I watch her. I see her through the window. I blaze with passion when I just think of her.Reason ThreeI want another child. I didn't realize it until I saw Lilian.

Now, every time I look at her, I imagine the love, the happiness, I would get from making a baby with her. Did I say fake wife? Maybe I need to rethink that part!.