Novel & Cerita Fake Romance

Roman said, darting a blank stare at me. When I didn't say anything, he continued, "We will break up in three months if you accept the offer. I will make up some sort of story about how we tried everything to make it work but we couldn't last with each other and she will forget all about it. So, are you willing to take the offer?" I nibbled on my lower lip as various thoughts assailed my mind ranging from my forced engagement to Alexander Guilon and my greedy parents. If I accepted Roman's absurd proposal, he would surely pay me nicely, and I could even use the money to get the apartment I've always wanted, and also go back to college.

Not that I was ever shy. When i was within arm's reach, he pulled me in and we shared a soft kiss. Ah, so romantic! But even though i was super happy, i couldn't hide my frown. He pulled away and looked at my face. Seeing the frown on my face, he asked, "what?" I gestured yo my face, "you always smear my lipstick", I sulked, "you didn’t even let me arrive!" He chuckled. I felt giddy at the sound. His voice was like a fucking romantic melody to my ears, and it made my core throb.

"Maybe that's the point." Damien watched her for a long moment. Then, with quiet finality, he said, "You're better than this. Don't let them make you forget that." "You know what would really make them choke?" she slurred, eyes glittering with spite and liquor. "If I walked in next weekend on your arm, dripping diamonds and lies. Told the whole world we're madly in love." Damien raised an eyebrow. "You're suggesting we fake date?" She hiccupped. "Not seriously. Unless you're that bored."

Amara’s POV “Billionaire Empress, Former CEO of the Emerald Hearts Firm, Amara Forger, found exiting The Royal Barks Hotel and Resort with the renowned Prince of the city, Roman Winters.” Trixie was doing her best to hide her excitement from me, and I could see it on her face. “You must have been knocked out for this kind of thing to happen,” she looked at me with a smile on her face. “Cause I know, if there is nothing you hate in the world more than Roman. But now, it seems that you are having an affair with him.”

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Tracy said. “Yeah,” Ruby agreed listlessly, leaning back against the couch, the delicious scent of pizza failing to penetrate her sad mood. “I don’t even know what to do. Where to even begin looking?” Lana gently caressed her knee. “You’re going to find an even better job, you just wait and see.” She offered her friend an encouraging smile before turning to Tracy. “And you won’t lose yours. You’ll find this wonderful fake girlfriend for Damian Loft soon. I just know it.”

I turn around and take a look at those. "They don't feel the same anymore", I tell him. He immediately frowns in confusion. "So, you got bored with ROMANCE?" "No. But there's a reason", I say, leaning against the shelf and placing my palm over the books. Then I slowly trace my hand over them. "And the reason is—" he leans back too, a foot of distance between us but we can clearly hear each other whispering. "People who read romance, mostly women—" I giggle. "They want to escape reality. So, they can find more beautiful things in fiction"

But now, she needed to confront the potential romantic feeling that he may still harbor for her. As Roxanne took a sip of her foamy hot chocolate, preparing to speak, Colton surprised her. He suddenly inched forward, his hand moving gently towards the top corner of her lips. Before she could react, he wiped away the foam, his touch light and tingling. Roxanne froze, her heart racing, and felt a flush of heat rising to her cheeks. The male pulled back and innocently chuckled, pretending to be oblivious to the effect his gesture had on her. “There was a little foam there. Didn’t want you to have a chocolate mustache,” he said, his voice tinged with amusement.

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier