FAZER LOGINPretend to be his fiancée. Save her brother’s life. Don’t fall in love with a man who can’t see the truth. Celeste Harper is a master of voices, but her own life is a tragedy. Drowning in the suffocating medical bills for her comatose younger brother, she’s one missed payment away from losing the only family she has left. Until a cold-blooded offer from the city’s most powerful matriarch changes everything. The Task: Step into the designer heels of Vivian Lancaster—the socialite who abandoned her fiancé, Lucian Aldridge, the moment a brutal accident stole his sight. The Target: Lucian. A billionaire CEO turned into a recluse, a man whose bitterness is as sharp as the shards of glass that blinded him. He’s a wounded predator in a gilded cage, and he hates the woman who left him. The Problem: When Celeste speaks, Lucian doesn't just hear his fiancée—he hears the only reason he has left to live. Now, Celeste is trapped in a dangerous game of sensory deception. Every touch is a risk; every whisper is a lie. As she navigates the dark hallways of his estate and the growing, electric tension between them, the lines start to blur. To the world, she’s a gold-digger seeking redemption. To Lucian, she’s the only light in his darkness. But secrets in the Aldridge empire are never buried deep enough. In a world where he can’t see her face, Celeste must decide: how long can she play the role of a ghost before she disappears entirely? Because when the bandages come off and Lucian finally sees the truth—it won’t just be his heart on the line. It will be her life.
Ver mais“You’re wearing the vintage Cartier tonight, Vivian. The one with the emeralds. It matches the coldness in your eyes when you’re lying.”Emelia’s voice was like a silken garrote as she stood behind me in the dressing room. She didn’t wait for me to respond; she simply reached over my shoulder and fastened the heavy gold clasp around my neck. The gems felt like ice against my skin, a collar marking me as her property.“Damian Carter is not a man you can distract with a pretty laugh, Celeste,” she whispered into my ear, her reflection in the mirror looking more like a predatory bird than a socialite. “He knew the real Vivian since they were children. If you slip up, if your ‘voice’ loses its edge for even a second, the merger fails. And if the merger fails, Noah’s life support is the first thing I’ll cut from the budget.”“I know my lines, Emelia,” I snapped, my voice a perfect, brittle imitation of Vivian’s. I stood up, smoothing the skirts of my black velvet gown. “Just make sure the
But as I watched Lucian’s retreating back, a cold shiver ran down my spine. The high of the sunset was crashing, replaced by the hollow realization that the more I succeeded in making him want to see, the closer I was to my own execution.“Ms. Lancaster?”I jumped, spinning around to find Marcus standing near the edge of the terrace. He hadn’t made a sound. He stood there with his usual impeccable posture, his shadow long and thin against the stone.“You’re still out here,” he noted, his voice neutral. “The temperature is dropping. It would be… unfortunate if you caught a cold before the investor’s dinner tomorrow.”“I was just… catching my breath,” I said, smoothing my hair. I felt like a fraud caught in a spotlight. “Lucian agreed to the scans, Marcus. He’s going to see the doctor.”Marcus nodded slowly, but he didn’t look happy. He stepped closer, his eyes scanning the lawn where Lucian and I had just been standing. “I heard you from the balcony. Your description of the horizon. It
“You’re walking too slow, Lucian. At this rate, the sun will be down, and I’ll just be describing a black wall to you.”I didn’t wait for his reply. I grabbed his hand—his palm was rougher than I expected, warm and steady—and tugged him toward the West Garden. The air was starting to cool, the scent of damp earth and blooming jasmine swirling around us.“Slow down, Vivian! I’m not a dog on a leash,” Lucian growled, though he didn’t pull away. His cane tapped rhythmically against the stone path, a sharp clack-clack that sounded impatient. “And why the garden? You usually complain that the pollen ruins your sinus.”“Because the light is doing something spectacular, and I’m tired of staring at the mahogany walls of your study,” I said, my voice light, almost breathless. I was still vibrating from the encounter with Sandro in the maze—the sting in my palm from the slap was still there, a secret itch I couldn’t scratch. I needed this. I needed the open air to flush out the feeling of being
“Is that… off-the-rack polyester I smell, or did someone simply forget to ventilate the foyer?”I didn’t even have my coffee yet when the front doors of the mansion swung open, letting in a gust of cold morning air and the unmistakable, expensive scent of Sandro Aldridge’s cologne. He was dressed in a charcoal suit that probably cost more than my apartment building, and standing next to him was a tall, skeletal man with silver hair and a measuring tape draped over his neck like a noose.“Good morning to you too, Vivian,” Sandro smirked, his eyes scanning my silk robe with a predatory glint. “You look… rested. I brought a friend. This is Monsieur Laurent. He’s flown in from Milan to discuss the gala wardrobe. You remember Laurent, don’t you? You nearly threw a bottle of champagne at him last season over a ‘disastrous’ hemline.”My heart did a slow, nauseating flip. I didn’t know Laurent. I didn’t know Milanese hemlines. I was a girl who bought her jeans from thrift shops and her t-shir


















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