LOGIN“I can’t believe you just said that!” I burst out, staring at Ethan like he’d sprouted twenty extra heads. “You want me to... to pretend to be your girlfriend? What, like, fake holding hands? Fake kissing? Fake everything?” He didn’t blink as his nonchalant gaze met mine, a hint of a smirk playing on those lips. “Yes, Riley. That’s usually how fake dating works.” All Harper Adams wanted was to get through one evening pretending to be her best friend on a blind date. But when her date turned out to be Ethan Reynolds—her infuriatingly handsome CEO—things quickly spiraled out of control. Now, she’s caught in a whirlwind of fake romance to help him dodge his family’s relentless matchmaking schemes. Between awkward office run-ins and public displays of “affection” at high-society galas, Harper is discovering that fake dating might be a lot harder than she thought—especially when her feelings for Ethan start to feel all too real. With secrets piling up and hilariously disastrous moments at every turn, Harper’s left wondering: can she survive this charade, or will her fake love life blow up in her face?
View MoreHarper’s POV "Where's Eric?" I scanned the pub, weaving between low-lit booths and the thrum of late-night noise."Over here!" his voice rang out from the back.He waved both arms above a table cluttered with shot glasses, an untouched bowl of peanuts, and enough empty bottles to supply a recycling drive.I practically jogged over. "Eric, how much have you had?"He stood—barely—and pulled me into a clumsy hug. “I missed you, friend”The way his chin rested on top of my head like we were puzzle pieces that somehow still fit after all these years… it wasn’t fair."Okay, drama boy. Let’s get you some water—""I broke up with Historia," he blurted, eyes glassy.I blinked. “You what?”"She said I don’t like her. That I spend too much time with other people. With work. That I’m too... loose?"I sat down beside him, slowly pouring us both shots. “Loose? That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. You just like people.”He shook his head. “Apparently I like them more than her.”There was a bea
Harper’s POV“Isn’t that the CEO?” Connor whispered, ducking behind his monitor like it would shield him.Sasha froze mid-keystroke. “Oh God—why is he here?”I shrank in my seat, hunching so low behind my desk I nearly became one with my keyboard. My sunglasses slid down my nose, but I didn’t dare adjust them.“Did someone mess up?” Jean craned her neck toward the glass wall where Ethan Reynolds stood, a white-clad reaper of corporate dreams. “No seriously, who did it?!”Connor leaned toward her. “Ten bucks it’s Keith. Or Sasha. She took a whole donut from the executive fridge yesterday.”“Guys!” Marco whispered urgently, glancing over. “Relax. Maybe he’s just... inspecting the floor.”“I’M NOT READY TO BE INSPECTED,” Sasha hissed.Meanwhile, I was having a full-body crisis.I didn’t get caught yesterday, right?I ran off like a cartoon villain the second that elevator door opened. No way he recognized me. There was makeup. The bruise looked different. I’m safe. Totally safe. Probably
David’s POV“David.”“….”“DAVID.”I snapped out of my thoughts. “Yes, Mr. Reynolds—sorry. What did you just say?”Ethan glared at me from behind his desk, arms crossed, that familiar scowl tightening across his face. “I said, if you’re this distracted, maybe I should send you to shoot clay pigeons with my grandfather.”I winced.“At this point, are you trying to avoid it—or auditioning for it?”“I’ll find her,” I said quickly.“Good. Because if I don’t get results soon…” He leaned forward, voice low and lethal. “I’m taking Riley Bennett to meet him instead.”“What?! Ethan—!”“I mean it.”My jaw clenched. He wasn’t bluffing. If Riley got dragged into this? She’d have my head.I forced out a stiff nod and left his office, heart pounding. I didn’t have much time left.Ethan’s POVI was pacing the eighth floor when I saw a figure turn a corner down the hall. My steps slowed.‘What the hell...?’ The person was short, in sunglasses, overly peppy—moving like they were trying too hard not to
David’s POV“Riley!” a staff called out, pushing her sunglasses higher on her face as she climbed into the car.“You’re late,” Riley grinned as she rolled down the window. “Traffic. Get in.”There was something about the way she held her phone tucked tight to her ear, thumb nervously tapping the side. It sparked something.Two weeks ago, I’d dropped files to the finance strategy department floor—quick delivery, no chit-chat. But I remembered her. The girl in the corner cubicle with a desk that looked like a stationery convention threw up on it.I was parked just a few cars behind, engine off, eyes trained on the exchange like a man on a surveillance mission—which, to be fair, I kind of was.I narrowed my eyes. That girl—Harper, right? —looked familiar. Not just because I’d seen her in the office before, but… there was something else. I couldn’t put my finger on it.“He still thinks I’m in Peru,” she muttered, letting out a breath. “Honestly, if he shows up at my funeral.. I’m haunting






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