Faking Relationship Novels & Stories

"Compatible in what way?" "We want a fake relationship without a real commitment. If we work together, it'll be easier to convince others of our love's viability. And most importantly, I'm willing to help you get back at your family. In return, you'll help me look like I'm in rehabilitation. Isn't it perfect?" "You're a strange man." "Look who's talking," he said, taking another bite of his burger. I did the same. "Let's start with the obvious. The rules. We'll have rules stipulated in a contract that we'll follow. What do you want in it?"

In an instant, she had somehow changed from the vicious vixen ready to tear me apart to a coquettish young lady with adoring eyes. It was disgusting. She didn't even try to hide the fact that she wanted to plaster herself against Mr Benedetto. Immense satisfaction washed over me when Mr Benedetto barely gave her a glance before slipping a hand through my waist and guiding me into the nearest room. Just before we went through the door, I turned back. Seeing the enraged look on Arya’s face, I smirked at her. I couldn't help thinking that even if it was only to make Arya enraged, being in a fake marriage Dante di Benedetto wasn't so bad.

"You're lying to us. A newspaper report doesn't prove anything—" I threw a paternity test at them and said, "He already bribed all the doctors when he showed up and claimed to be Ethan. The test that he gave you was fake. This is the real one. "Also, he's been using the house rules that you set up to force me to give him money this entire time, forbidding me from telling you what was going on. The money in my bank account didn't just disappear into thin air. I gave every single cent that I owned to him!"

She asked again. “But—But I don’t know you.” “Duh…I know that.” She shifted her weight. “It’s not going to be real. It’ll be a fake relationship. I just need someone to play the part for a while. My ex won’t leave me alone unless there’s someone else in the picture.” Your ex who is already handled. Your father who has never listened to anything that inconvenienced him. But go on. “That’s—” I scratched the back of my neck. “I’m not good at fake.”

“This thing—it won’t blow over on its own. People don’t forget scandals. Not online. Not in a state like ours. But you can control the narrative.” I tilted my head, skepticism written all over my features. “Control the narrative? How exactly am I supposed to do that?” He hesitated for a fraction of a second before speaking again, slower this time, like he was weighing each word. “You fake a relationship. Publicly.” I froze. Literally froze. “What?” My mouth went dry, my eyes wide as I felt my entire chest tighten. “Fake… a relationship? Are you insane?”

“And we need answers that align.” I paused. “…Align?” “Yes.” I exhaled slowly, the realization settling in. “You mean we need a story.” “Correct.” I let out a humorless laugh. “So we’re officially building a fake relationship now.” "It's more like building a narrative.” Quin corrected. “Call it whatever you want, it’s still a lie.” “It’s a controlled version of events.” I rolled my eyes. “You really have a way of making everything sound less insane than it actually is.”

"A matchmaker? What century am I in? I don't need a matchmaker. My problem is actually that I can't stop finding women." "Your problem is that you're commitment-phobic," James corrected him. "It'll be a fake relationship, someone your parents will have to approve of. It's also a great chance for us to get a little positive press before we land this deal." Luca sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I don't know James. This just seems a little weird to me. Who would even agree to something like this?" James shrugged. "You'd be surprised how common this is. The other person will also benefit from the fake relationship."

I do. I bolt up out of my chair and look at my friends. With a conviction I didn’t have earlier, I confidently reply, “We can’t mark each other until we are 30 and haven’t found our true mates. If we find our mates, this contract relationship is void and ends immediately.” A wave of heat flows off my father as his fingers tighten around his pen. I quickly look at my friends and, with my eyes, beg them to agree. Luckily, the other alphas nod and in unison say, “I agree.”

Jayden adds,“ And that's when she'll be caught in her own trap and would have to leave without any option. And the only way that can happen is if we make our relationship look real to everyone!” “ Hmm” Lena sighed. “That's the only way and us being in a relationship will frustrate her for sure when she doesn't get what she wants. Me!” Jayden points to himself, hoping amidst hope that Lena would understand what he meant and just accept. “ How can that be the only way, I know Vanessa is still on my case and it's frustrating enough to add the fake relationship thing to it” Lena suddenly lash out

“I don’t even like you, Titus, and you never have liked me. What in the hell makes you think we can make a fake relationship work?” “It doesn’t have to work,” I explained, folding my arms. “It just has to be believable. Smile, pretend you like me, kiss my cheek, whatever. Just be nice. You know, like normal people do?” “Ha! Joker.” She glared at me. “No. I won’t do it. I won’t be your fake little bitch so you can keep your ass out of trouble.”