Faking Forever With The Billionaire

Everything was perfect—except for the man she was celebrating.The candles flickered gently, filling the kitchen with a soft glow. The smell of slow-cooked stew filled the air, and the table was set carefully. Alina moved around the room, humming to herself, but her smile didn’t quite seem real. She had spent hours making the meal, making sure everything was perfect, hoping that tonight, just for once, he would actually show up. It was their third anniversary, and she had hoped tonight might be different.She paused by the window and glanced at the clock. He had left hours ago after receiving what he claimed was an urgent call from the office. It wasn’t unusual for his work to pull him away at odd times, but today, she had hoped that would change because there had always been one excuse after another. Still, she held on to the hope that he’d come back soon. And when he did, everything would be ready.Her phone buzzed on the counter. Wiping her hands quickly on a towel, she picked it

Alina’s head shifted restlessly on the pillow, her face twisted in discomfort, as though trapped in a nightmare.Then, suddenly, her eyes snapped open, wide and filled with panic. She gasped for air, her chest rising rapidly as though she’d been drowning.She raised a trembling hand to her face, but a sharp sting in her arm made her flinch.Her gaze dropped, and she saw it— the thin IV line taped to her skin.Confused, she slowly sat up and yanked it out. The pain made her wince, but she didn’t stop.Looking around the sterile white room, the strong scent of disinfectant stung her nose.She was in a hospital.But why?Then, flashes of memory crashed into her mind painfully; her boyfriend’s cruel words, her sister’s laughter… the image of them in bed together.Her pale, dry lips curled into a faint smile, but it wasn’t one of joy. It was bitter.They had made a fool of her.She had given them her trust, her love… and they had crushed it like it meant nothing.A slight sound made her tu

Alina's eyes widened, her heart racing as she stared into those eyes, the noise around her fading."Aiden Blackwood?" someone gasped from the crowd."It's truly him!""What's he doing at a party like this?"The whispers grew louder, and that was when Alina finally understood; the man she had just lied about, the powerful and untouchable Aiden Blackwood, was now standing right in front of her.Was she doomed after this?Her eyes traveled up to meet his, and her breath hitched again. He was more breathtaking than Kelvin—tall, and sharp-featured. She looked down quickly, forcing herself to stand upright."Mr. Blackwood," Kelvin began with a strained voice, trying to recover his composure. "Word has it you don’t interfere in matters like this. Why are you covering up a lie?"Aiden’s eyes flickered over to him. The corner of his lips lifted into a cool smile, but his eyes stayed cold. He looked amused… in a dangerous way."I don’t actually know you," he said, voice low and unbothered. "But

The car ride was quiet. No one said a word. Jesse sat in the front passenger seat, staring at his phone. His eyes were glued to the news that was spreading everywhere. The headlines were all over the internet, and the silence in the car made it feel heavier. He didn’t say anything. He just kept reading, his face blank.After a while, Jesse turned his head and looked toward the back seat. Aiden was sitting there next to Alina. He wasn’t saying anything either. His attention was on his own phone. He wasn’t scrolling or texting. He was just staring at the screen. Jesse had a strong feeling the phone was ringing. It had to be a call from the Blackwoods. Who else would be calling at a time like this?Jesse opened his mouth and started to speak. "Sir... Won't you..."But before he could finish, Aiden pressed the power button on his phone, turning it off, and slipped it into his pocket without a word.Alina noticed the small action and looked at Aiden. But his face showed no emotion at all.

Jesse paced the hallway outside Aiden’s room, his footsteps echoing sharply against the cold tiles. His brows were drawn tight with worry. Normally, the medication worked within minutes. But now, twelve hours had passed, and the room behind him remained silent.He paused, ears straining for any sound, then slowly pushed the door open.Aiden lay motionless on the bed, his breathing soft but steady. The tension in Jesse's shoulders eased slightly.Then, Aiden's eyes fluttered open.He blinked several times, adjusting to the dim light as if trying to make sense of his surroundings. His chest rose and fell in a tired rhythm as he looked up at the ceiling. One hand moved weakly, pressing against his chest as if to confirm he was still alive.A shaky sigh slipped from his lips.He sat up carefully, groaning quietly at the stiffness in his body. His head leaned back for a second before falling forward again. His fingers curled into his blanket as memories from the night before rushed in.The