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Maddie doesn’t ease into it. “You’re going to pretend to date him.” I stare at her. I blink once. Then again. “Say that again,” I say. She doesn’t smile. That’s how I know she’s serious. “You’re going to pretend to date Alex Kane.” I laugh. It comes out wrong. Too loud. Too sharp. “No,” I say. “Absolutely not.” Maddie crosses her arms. “Hear me out.” “I don’t need to hear anything,” I snapped. “I just got dumped. Publicly humiliated. Emotionally wrecked. I’m not signing up to play a girlfriend for a famous man.”

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Why not for his boss? The next day, he walked into Jacob’s office with a stack of books under his arm. He had even asked his girlfriend which ones had the best male lead, so he was confident he was giving his boss the best cheat sheets possible. One was titled Marry the Devil; He’s Too Hot. From the title alone, he could tell it was suitable for Jacob’s situation. If the so-called devil was able to charm the heroine, his methods must be quite impressive. Another was called Fake Bride, True Love. That too was promising. If the male lead could find love with a fake bride, Jacob could definitely learn a thing or two about pleasing his wife from him.

Ours began with a lie. A fake relationship. A desperate deal between two people trying to save their futures. But somewhere between stolen glances, quiet conversations, impossible choices, and countless battles... The lie became the most honest thing we'd ever known. Love wasn't something we planned. It was something we chose. Every single day. And if you asked me whether I'd sign that fake dating agreement again... I'd say yes. Every time. *The End.*

At four I walked past Adrian’s floor on the way to a meeting and saw, through the glass, that he was at his desk with the specific quality of someone working through something complicated, and I thought about the red mark on my presentation weeks ago and the thing Lena had said at the farmer’s market. You kept me at a distance while I was sleeping in your bed. I sat in my meeting and contributed what was required and came back to my desk and looked at the weekend column on my screen one more time. The piece had done its damage. It was out there now. The specific, curated damage of a story that was technically true and entirely recontextualised. Lena Carter as a woman who had pursued Adrian C

“Exactly! Think about it, Glinda. You don’t actually break up with him for real. You just announce it at the party. Loudly. Dramatically. In front of everyone, including Cressida and her little snake crew. If Kavrian actually has feelings for you, he won’t be able to hide it. The second the words leave your mouth, he’ll react. And trust me, a guy like Kavrian? He doesn’t strike me as the type to stay quiet when something that matters to him is being taken away.” I stared at her, my brain trying to catch up with the absolute madness she was serving. “So… I fake-dump him in public to see if he gets jealous or possessive or… what? Starts fighting for me like some romance novel hero?” Ronnie shr

I was flat-out broke. But weird stuff kept showing up. A dress I wanted but hadn't bought? Magically lying across the couch. Luxury venison dinners at night. Diamond-studded bracelets Caden swore were just "tips." Once, he straight-up stole a limited edition supercar from a client just to take me on a joyride when I was spiraling. Bit by bit, it hit me— Caden wasn't half as poor as he pretended to be. I even started catching a familiar scent on him.

I told him everything. Not the polished version. The messy, rambling, word-vomit version. How Rowan and I weren't even supposed to be real. How it started as this stupid revenge plot against my ex Caleb who's apparently the queen bitch of the universe and my twin sister Ava, who dated Caleb, Rowan's old teammate and my lover before he ghosted me for her. So we faked it. Public dates, I*******m posts, the whole show. And then friends with benefits snuck in because why not, right? Make it believable. Make it hurt them more when they saw how "happy" we were.