Faking It With The Ex-navy Seal Novels & Stories

“I realized that ever since you came back from the army, you like exaggerating things. You’re acting as if you’re somebody after being a soldier for a mere few years, and easily agreed to whip out thirty million bucks at the old master’s seventieth birthday celebration. You’ve also been fighting with everyone, now that you finally have a job, it turns out to be fake. You didn’t go to work at all, you went to become a rich woman’s sugar baby!” Andrew paused at this moment before continuing, “I just didn’t expect you to claim that the Goddess of War is your friend just to cover your tracks. Haha, why don’t you say that all nine of them are your friends?” Fane felt awkward. Thankfully, he did n

It was his secretary; the same woman who constantly texted him at late hours; the one he constantly compared me to. They looked happy, about to clink their glasses. Stan never showed me off to the public. Our marriage had always been secret because he emphasized on how camera- unworthy I was. Not fit for the wife of a billionaire. But she was: with her perfect figure and glowing skin, they looked meant for each other. ‘She’s pretty,‘isn’t she?’ The hairdresser’s voice made me glance up. ‘Who?’ I asked. She gestured to the picture on my phone. ‘Stan Hart’s wife, the woman in the picture.’

After the call, he turns his attention back to me. "Okay," he said, "I'll save your mother, as long as you fulfilled your promise." This is all for you mom, "I promise." •●• "You agreed to his proposal?" Zoe asks and I nodded "my friend you are getting bolder and bolder every day." He told me not to tell anyone that this is going to be a fake marriage, but I already told Zoe but I didn't mention it to him. "I happy for you," she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style."

I turned to face him, my arms crossed tightly over my chest. He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “Look, I didn’t mean for the drink to spill. That was on me. But you didn’t have to be so close to Owen in the first place.” I blinked, caught off guard. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” he said, stepping closer. “You’re my wife, Aurora. Or have you forgotten that?” That was it – the last straw. “Your wife?” I laughed bitterly, the sound echoing in the narrow hallway. “Don’t kid yourself, Leon. I’m not your wife. I’m your fake wife. A convenient arrangement with an expiration date.”

He could be courteous to others, but not to her. She had to manage every aspect of his life—even his secret girlfriend. And it was exhausting, even with the hefty salary. But accepting the offer meant deceiving people. "Unless they never find out" She was 100% sure that Oliver would agree to the utmost confidentiality of his proposal of a fake relationship. After all, uproar will happen if the truth is revealed. And it’s not like they would continue the fake realtor ship for a year. it’s just for a few months and viola! Everyone was happy.

Aiden’s pov “You’ve just been promoted, Aiden Sullivan!” The senior chief in command of our section and our boss announced loudly and I was on my feet in an instant, grinning brightly and bouncing on my feet for joy while everyone clapped around me. “Oh my god, thank you sir!” I cried out, hands clasped before me as I got consumed by a feeling of sheer disbelief. It’s barely been three years since I began to work in this company– Vikings, an agency for spies and secret agencies. On the outside, this company dealt with technology, but on the inside, it was a lot more.

He would satisfy his lust for Shanon until he was really bored and ready to throw her out of his life. “Anthony, aren't you worried about that? What if your fans manage to find out about this fake marriage?” “I'm not worried. I have people working in the shadows to protect my secret.” “But they said you—” “Ssshh... You don't need to think about that. Leave all that to me. All you need to do now is lie down naked and open your legs as wide as possible for me," Anthony winked sexily, then he stood up to take off his belt.

Si leaned over and whispered, "She works out every day. She could probably take you in two out of three falls." Max raised an eyebrow. But Si had already turned away from him, facing everyone seated there. "I don't have to tell the rest of you why we're here or what's going on, but before we go any further, let me introduce you to Max DiSalvo, Commander, United States Navy SEALs, Retired. Max." He turned. "Meet the teamKevin Markham, George Lorenzan and, yes, your newly minted wife, Regan Shaw."

she said flatly, “it could be corporate. It could be protocol. It could also be forgery.” “Everything can be forgery,” Jonah said. “Everything can be faked. But people rarely forge the same lie in the same way if they want it to look real. Your father liked his seals. Your people loved their symbols. People told me to keep it quiet. I did until tonight.”

“Ava’s going to doctor the manifests and tracking logs. Make it look like pirates hit it, left a trail, and vanished. We give them something clean to chase.” Rian’s grin spread slow and wicked. “And you want us to do the hitting?” “No,” I said. “I want you to fake it. Not a single real bullet unless something goes truly sideways. I need bruises, broken equipment, maybe a hole or two in the hull. I want you all to sell it, but keep the body count to zero.” Declan finally spoke, voice steady and deliberate. “And the crew on that ship?” “They’ll be ours. Briefed in advance. Loyal,” Darragh said. “We’ll make sure they know the script.”