روايات وقصص ضمن Can't Fake The Feeling

Things like I wish this was actually real, that he wasn’t known to be so closed off and that we weren’t just pretending. Well at least that he wasn’t pretending, I often wonder if I’ve reached the point where I no longer have to fake it. I think I’ve caught feelings for Beckham Sinclair. Terrifying, massive, powerful feelings. The kind that have overtaken my every thought, every feeling, my entire being. I’m afraid I’ve done the one thing I told him I couldn’t do, allow myself to blur the line. I need to reign myself in some, to have a reality check. Tonight won’t be the night, however, because I need to

"Since you can not get a mate, we found a fake mate for you and you have no choice but to accept" " A... A fake mate?!"

“Well, he’ll do it either way, so what do you have to lose? Perhaps he might surprise you by telling you he feels the same way.” Florence highly doubted it, even though she desperately wished it was true. There was no way Scott faked his feelings the entire time they were together on their honeymoon. There was no way he was that attentive, kind, and passionate toward each woman he slept with or took on a vacation. Florence wanted so hard to believe she was different to him. That he had never felt that way with anyone else. That he treated her differently. If not, how could she explain to herself how he made her feel? Should she believe that he was able to trick her into believing he cared fo

Daniel Neon lights glow overhead, and loud music blasts into my ears. What a time to be alive...not. I slide around two pieces of ice in my empty glass of whisky. Stephan is dancing with a bunch of half-naked guys on the stage. The worst part is that I'm not even jealous. I'm disappointed. He hasn't paid me any attention this entire night, and it feels like we are friends going together to a party rather than a couple. Where is the romance?

Her figure was so provoking and alluring, and I wanted to devour it. I know she wouldn’t want that, after all, we were faking the marriage. But I had a perfect plan, we will fake it till we make it real. I smelled her, hug her, and listened to her heart racing, I whisper in her ear, reassuring her that it was all fake. Her mood was contagious, I find myself doing what I wouldn’t have done, what I was banished from doing. I found myself cooking again, not with another person but with the one my heart beat for, the one I have finally understood what I feel for, my super healer. Every word she says, every laughter, every smile engrave in my heart.

Like I could literally feel it and I’ll be deceiving myself if I said that was exactly what I wanted right now. Hate? Yes I still hate him and I also still wanted to find out why I could feel his sincerity through those words he uttered to me. You can pretend and fake sincerity but you can never fake it so badly that the other person listening doesn’t feel it to know if you are lying or not. “Oh my, thank goodness you are fine.” Her voice brought me completely out of it as I stared into complete emptiness. I must have stayed still for so long, thinking and drowning myself that I didn’t realise how long I took thinking about this whole issue.

Of saying things she couldn’t say with words. I took a bite of pizza, and it hit me. I don’t want this to end. This fake marriage, this setup—it’s starting to feel… real. And that scared the hell out of me.

She didn't spoke anything just nodded her head a little while moving her gaze down slowly. For the first time in my life, I genuinely felt hurt while looking at her tears. I always faked whenever she cried that I felt bad for her. I had to do that so as to win her trust back but every time my whole plan gets destroyed. I find it really disgusting as I can't fake it too much, it really cringes me to act all lovey-dovey with her as my personality is completely the opposite.

The system chimed, cheerful and cruel as ever. [Main Mission Activated: Become the CEO’s Shield.] [Task: Accept Fake Relationship Proposal.] [Reward: +15 Affection Points. Failure: Host Termination.] Termination. Again. My lips twitched into something that might have been a smile. “Fake boyfriend. Sure, I can do fake. I’m amazing at fake. My whole life is basically fake.” Dream tilted his head slightly, his tone flat. “So you accept.” “Do I even have a choice?”

Kayla looked at me differently than usual after that. 'Ah! Kayla's actually starting to feel bad for him? Benjamin, you're disgusting! Kayla, don't fall for it. He's definitely faking it. I asked around. He didn't even stand under the sun for ten minutes before he left. There's no way he's actually injured.' I really wanted to plug my ears and shut out Yuvan's nonstop whining. Before I could explain, Kayla handed me another card. I glanced at it. Good. Not a hotel key.