Todos los capítulos de Fake Mates Till Forever: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

LEAH POV The crowd parted like water as we moved to the center of the hall.Two professional waitresses wheeled out a grand piano—glossy black, polished to a mirror shine—and positioned it in the exact center of the marble floor. A single crystal chandelier hung directly above it, throwing golden light across the ivory keys.Isabella walked toward it first, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She moved like she was walking a red carpet, her chin high, her hips swaying, her confidence radiating from every pore.She reached the piano and turned to face the crowd.“I’ll go first,” she announced. “So everyone can see what Miss Moretti’s up against.”The crowd applauded. Bianca clapped the loudest, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.Isabella sat down at the piano, adjusted her gown, and placed her fingers on the keys.She began to play.The music filled the hall—complex, intricate, technically flawless. Technically proficient. Emotionally empty. She hit all the right notes, fol

LEAH The kiss ended, but the world didn’t stop spinning.Santos pulled back, his eyes dark and burning, his chest rising and falling like he had just run a marathon. Around us, the crowd was frozen—shocked, scandalized, utterly captivated. I could feel their eyes on me, their whispers like static in the air.But I couldn’t focus on any of it.Around us, the hall had gone silent. Everyone was staring. I could feel their eyes on me-shocked, curious, hungry for gossip.And then I heard footsteps approaching.Santos’s parents.Marcelo De Luca walked with the quiet authority of a man who had spent his life in power. He was tall, distinguished, with silver threading through his dark hair and eyes that missed nothing. Beside him, Caterina De Luca moved with the grace of a woman who had been raised to rule. Her expression was cool, assessing, and I felt myself straighten under her gaze.I straightened my spine and forced myself to breathe.“Mother. Father.” Santos’s voice was calm, but there

LEAHThe next morning, my phone would not stop buzzing.I reached for it with one eye open, still half-asleep. The moment I unlocked the screen, I understood why.The Annual Banquet had become the biggest story in the country! The front page of every pack forum, entertainment blog, and social platform was dominated by the night’s events. The videos were everywhere.#ActressIsabellaVossSlapped#BiancaTheSnake#LeahMorettiPianist#DeLucaClaimI tapped into the main trending feed, scrolling through the comments with a mixture of disbelief and sheer satisfaction:WolfCityGossip: “Did Isabella Voss really slap her own blush off in high-definition 4K? I am screaming!” LunaVex: “Isabella Voss got what she deserved. She’s been a bully for years. Finally someone put her in her place.” Wolfgem: “Did you see her slapping herself? Pathetic. That’s what happens when you mess with the wrong person.”SilverMoonDaily: “Can we talk about Bianca trying to publicly humiliate her sister, only to get t

LEAH POV It was 6:30 PM when my phone rang. I was still at Sarah’s place, sitting on her couch with a cup of tea in my hand and a blanket draped over my legs. Sarah was beside me, her head resting on my shoulder, her eyes still a little red but her smile genuine.“Santos?” She asked curiously. I glanced at the screen. “Yeah.”“Answer it. He’s probably wondering where his fiancée has been all afternoon.”I rolled my eyes but picked up. “Yes?”“Where are you?” Santos’s voice came through smooth and low, the sound of it sending an involuntary shiver down my spine. “Ethan tells me you left the florist meeting hours ago. I’ve been at the office. I’d like to pick you up.”“I’m with Sarah. She had a rough night. I’ve been helping her.”There was a small pause on his end. When he spoke again, his voice was softer than usual.“Is she alright?”The unexpected concern caught me off guard. I glanced at Sarah, who was pretending very hard not to eavesdrop and failing completely.“She will be,” I

VALERIA I sat in the corner of the dining room, my champagne glass forgotten in my hand, my eyes fixed on Santos De Luca.I had known the De Lucas were wealthy. Everyone knew that. But I had always assumed Austin’s family, the were the pinnacle of what power looked like. Austin was the future heir. His father was the Alpha. Their estate was the largest in the Silver Moon territory. Their name commanded respect in every room they entered.And yet, Santos had just casually mentioned numbers that made the entire Austin family fortune look like pocket change! He had just said twelve billion dollars. Twelve. Billion. Like it was nothing. Like it wouldn’t change my entire life a hundred times over.Austin had never mentioned that kind of money. Austin had money, yes. His family was wealthy. They had a nice house, nice cars, nice clothes. But they were nothing compared to Santos. Nothing compared to the main branch of the De Luca family.And Leah-plain, ordinary Leah-was engaged to him.My