Faked to Perfection
Adelaine Montclair has built her entire life on perfection — the perfect daughter, the perfect fiancée, the perfect public image. But when she discovers her secret fiancé, Zain, tangled in the arms of her best friend on the night of her lavish engagement party, perfection shatters. Cornered in front of two hundred influential guests, Adelaine makes a reckless move: she introduces a mysterious stranger, Dante Moreau, as her real fiancé.
What begins as a desperate lie spirals into a dangerous game of appearances. Dante, cold and enigmatic, has his own reasons for playing along, reasons tied to the Montclair empire and the father who controls it. Together, Adelaine and Dante navigate staged kisses, relentless media attention, and family pressure to wed quickly. But the line between fake and real blurs, forcing Adelaine to question whether Dante is her salvation or her downfall.
As old betrayals resurface and hidden family secrets threaten to destroy everything, Adelaine must choose: keep playing the role others wrote for her, or reclaim her own story, even if it means falling for the man who vowed never to love her.
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Chapter: Chapter 4 - The Fallout - Adelaine’s POV -Coming home always felt like stepping back into a cage. Every wall held a memory I’d rather forget: my mother’s whispered apologies, bruises buried under designer sleeves, dinners where silence was the only safe reply. But walking through those doors with Dante at my side steadied me, though I hated needing it. My chest was tight as we crossed the marble foyer. That’s when I heard it. Elaine’s voice. Sweet, syrupy, and very unmistakable. I slowed down, my heels clicking against the tile, and Dante glanced at me with the faintest arch of an eyebrow. I didn’t answer. I was too busy listening. “…she’s probably just overwhelmed,” Elaine was saying from the living room. “This whole Dante thing came out of nowhere.” Of course. Of course, she’d be here. Playing the doting friend, dripping sympathy in front of my mother. I pushed forward, Dante beside me, and the sight made my stomach twist. Elaine was perched on a pastel velvet chair, looking as sorrowful as s
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Chapter: Chapter 3 - Rules, Red Flags, and Really Expensive Coffee - Adelaine’s POV -By the time we reached the hotel suite Dante had booked for us, my exhaustion had set in. The suite had two rooms, of course there was no way we’d share a room. I sank into a velvet chair at the corner and let myself exhale for real. A few minutes later, Dante reappeared in the living room, loosened tie and all, like a movie villain who moonlighted as a hero. “That was fun,” he said dryly. “You’re completely insane.” He smirked. “Says the woman who pulled a stranger into a fake engagement on a whim.” “I panicked.” “And I was available. Lucky me.” “I owe you an explanation,” I said quietly. “You think?” “You didn’t have to go along with it.” “But I did.” “Why?” I turned to face him. “Why would you lie for a woman you don’t even know?” He raised an eyebrow. “Who said I don’t know you?” My chest tightened. “I’m sorry — what?” He stepped closer, his voice soft but deliberate. “I’ve known of you for years.” “Meaning?” “Nothing for you to worry your pretty
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Chapter: Chapter 2 - The Devil You Don’t Know - Adelaine’s POV -My heart was thundering as Dante led me across the ballroom. Every pair of eyes was fixed on us, not in mild curiosity, but stunned, reverent disbelief. The whispers started before we even reached the centre of the room, soft at first, then rippling louder, laced with questions. “Is that… Dante Moreau?” “She’s been hiding him this whole time?” “No one’s ever seen him with a woman—” Dante’s touch at the small of my back was barely there, but grounding. He moved like he belonged, not just in the room, but in my life. Collected. Cold. Infinitely controlled. He didn’t even blink at the spectacle we’d become. I, on the other hand, felt dangerously close to vomiting my insides out. “What exactly are you doing?” I whispered, barely turning my head. “Better question,” he murmured back, “is what you just did. I’m impressed.” “You’re not going to blow this up?” His mouth quirked into something between a smirk and a threat. “Sweetheart, you just paraded me th
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Chapter: Chapter 1 - This Wasn't in the PR Plan - Adelaine’s POV - “You lying, cheating bastard! How could you?” “If you call me that one more time, Adelaine, I’ll make sure you regret every word.” Zain’s voice was sharp, his eyes colder than I’d ever seen them. This wasn’t happening. Not to me. “It’s our engagement party, Zain. Our party. You were supposed to walk downstairs with me tonight, not be up here screwing my best friend like some scumbag!” Elaine. I should’ve known. I did know. But love makes you ignore the signs. And as a PR strategist, I’d learned the hard way that reality often lived in the silence between smiles. “Oh, don’t act surprised, Del,” Elaine said as she adjusted my silk robe around her half-naked body.“You’ve always loved the fairytale. I just offered him something a little more… exciting.” Her words were barbed, but Zain’s silence was worse. He just stood there, buttoning his shirt, indifferent to the nuclear fallout unfolding around us. “You were supposed to be my secret,” I snapped. “I kep
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