LOGINAt seventeen, Emma's life was decided by everyone except herself. Raised in a family that believed tradition should never be questioned, she was forced into an arranged marriage before she was old enough to understand what love truly meant. By the time she finally escaped the life she never chose, she had already learned that some memories never stop haunting you. Three years later, Emma is twenty-one, an ordinary college student determined to leave the past where it belongs. Hoping for a fresh start, she joins a dating app under a fake age, convinced that a small lie is easier than explaining the truth. That's where she meets Daniel. Thirty-five, thoughtful, endlessly patient, and claiming to be nothing more than an ordinary office worker, Daniel is unlike anyone Emma has ever known. What begins as late-night conversations soon turns into something neither of them expected—a love built on comfort, trust, and the courage to begin again. But Daniel is hiding more than his true identity. No one knows he was once married. No one knows his wife died years ago. To the world, he has always been a successful bachelor. Only Daniel knows the truth-and he's determined to keep it buried forever. As Emma and Daniel grow closer, the lies they've told—and the truths they've buried—begin to catch up with them. The more they fall in love, the more their carefully guarded worlds begin to unravel. Because some pasts refuse to stay buried. Some secrets are worth killing for. And sometimes, the person who feels safest to love is the one hiding the darkest scars.
View MoreEmma laughed softly, the sound light and a little breathless, and immediately brushed the moment away like it had never happened.“Ignore that,” she said, pressing a quick kiss to the corner of Daniel’s mouth. “I get dramatic when I’m… distracted.” She rolled her hips once against him, playful, as if the vulnerability from a second ago had never existed. “You can continue being very distracting now.”Daniel looked at her for a moment longer, quiet and steady. Whatever he saw in her face, he chose not to press. He simply finished what he had started—slow, deep, careful strokes that left both of them quiet and spent—then stayed. He didn’t pull away. He didn’t reach for his clothes. He drew her against his chest, one arm around her waist, and let the silence settle between them.Emma’s breathing evened out first. Her fingers traced idle patterns over his collarbone until they stilled. Daniel’s hand moved once through her hair, then rested there. Neither of them spoke again. The city ligh
Daniel still held the open wallet when Emma stepped out of the bathroom. The soft click of the door was the only sound in the suite for a moment. His eyes stayed on the ID, on the date that refused to become anything else.“You’re twenty-one,” he said quietly.Emma’s smile faded. She saw the wallet in his hand and the careful way he closed it before setting it on the table.“Daniel—”“On the app you put twenty-four.” His voice stayed even, the same measured tone he used in boardrooms when something unexpected landed on the table. No raised volume. No sharp edge. Just calm, deliberate observation. “Three years.”She swallowed. “I know.”He looked at her for a long second, studying her the way he studied contracts that didn’t quite add up. “Why?”Emma took a small step closer. “Because every time I put my real age, the messages either stopped or turned into something I didn’t want. I wanted someone who would talk to me like a person first. And you did.”Daniel exhaled slowly through his
The hotel room door had barely clicked shut before Daniel reached for her.Not gently.Not cautiously.As though every ounce of restraint he'd carried over the past few weeks had finally slipped through his fingers."Emma..."Her name barely left his lips before they were on hers.She laughed in surprise, the sound disappearing into the kiss."So much," she managed between breaths, "for being the gentleman.""I've been the gentleman all evening.""And now?""I've run out of patience."She smiled against his lips."I noticed."His forehead rested against hers for only a heartbeat before he kissed her again.This time, slower.Longer.Emma's fingers found the lapels of his blazer, pulling him impossibly close.She could feel his heartbeat.Fast.Almost as fast as hers.The realization made her smile."So," she whispered."So?""You were pretending.""I was.""At dinner.""Yes.""In the parking garage.""Yes."She looked up at him with a teasing smile."And the whole drive here?"Daniel
Daniel opened the passenger door for her.Emma smiled as she slipped into the seat."Thank you.""My pleasure."He closed the door gently before walking around to the driver's side.The soft thud of both doors closing wrapped them in silence.The basement parking garage was nearly empty.Rows of concrete pillars stretched beneath the restaurant, washed in cool fluorescent light. Somewhere in the distance, an engine echoed before fading away again.Daniel rested both hands on the steering wheel.Almost absentmindedly, he pressed the ignition.The engine came to life.A second later, he switched it off.Emma glanced at him, unable to hide a smile."...Changed your mind?"A quiet laugh escaped him."I suppose I did."Neither of them reached for their seatbelts.Neither seemed particularly eager to leave.The silence between them wasn't awkward anymore.It was comfortable.Full.Emma leaned back against the seat."I had a really nice time."Daniel turned toward her."I'm glad."She shook












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