Faking With Benefits Novels & Stories

The metallic taste clung to my throat. “Luca, when are you going to wake up? She’s faking it.” “Faking?” He crouched down, grabbing my chin. “She’s been in a hospital bed for ten years. She can’t even walk. What would she gain from pretending?” “What she gains is watching you destroy me!” I met his eyes, finally shouting the truth I’d buried for a decade. “During the shootout, Marcus saw her go into the danger zone with someone from a rival family! He was your trusted man. Ask him!”

he blurted out of nowhere. “Are you seriously kidding me right now?” He smirked. “Of course not. I am serious. Let’s get married. Let’s make this whole thing real. We were supposed to get married anyway. Remember, we are still engaged.” “Oh my gosh, you still remember that fake engagement?” “That engagement brings us closer together, thanks to your dad.” “I wonder how dad would react if he knew about our relationship.”

He picked up a file I hadn’t noticed and slid it toward me. I opened it... and froze. My blood ran cold. My eyes snapped from the document back to his face. “Is this some kind of joke?” I stammered. “Keep reading,” he said, calm as ever. I flipped through it. A relationship agreement. A fake one. Convenient. Strategic. To stop the media harassment. And somehow... I had all the benefits. “Why are you doing this?” I asked, genuinely confused. “What’s in it for you?”

Meeting Alan was indeed her dream but her dedication towards welfare of the poor and needy people were above her fake fan following for a good looking man. Alan got up from the chair and looked at her coldly. He then faked a smile and said, "I understand that Miss Green but you see, once you get this job, you can double your benefits. Then you can get a lot of money and that will make you more rich, rich enough that you can leave that poverty line givernment agencies and can build your own agency", Alan said. Eva, the moment she heard this stepped back and declared her decision in just one step,

"Once it's done, the remaining nine hundred thousand will be in your account." The voice on the other end came through a voice changer, cold. The dirt Felix was offering was manufactured. All of it. Using the fragments of memory from his other life, he'd cobbled together fake financial statements from Fairfax Group's early years. And paid someone in the backpacker circuit to doctor photos of me with various business executives into fake "pay-for-play" tabloid material. The man on the phone didn't hesitate.

"Of course. She probably relaxed, thinking she had nothing to lose. But this time, Valcour International is suing her. She got a job by deceiving the company, using a fake portfolio. For years, the company paid her so many benefits, but she was no use to the company. Looking into it, she never did any major design, even though she was in the design department. She never contributed in any way, yet somehow she got big promotions. So we're going to start with the fact that she impersonated her way into Valcour International and there are lots of other charges. The company is suing for damages.

Pictures of me and Kade outside the venue, his hands on my waist and us leaving together. God. We looked like a real couple. “They know Kade is your new client.” Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The elevator feels too small, too hot, too freaking crowded. My lungs almost give up as I see another headline flash across my screen. COULD THE BLACK OUTCAST BE DATING HIS BROTHER’s BEST-FRIEND FOR REVENGE? DIRT BIKER KADE BLACK’s GIRLFRIEND IDENTIFIED AS MANAGER. CLIENT-MANAGER ROMANCE? My eyes squeeze shut. I wasn’t thinking when I asked him to pretend for me, I should’ve ended things there.

"We feed them something else." "Feed them what?" "A false positive," I say. "We give them a stream of data that shows a decline. A degradation. A terminal failure." Liam looks up, his eyes widening. "You want to fake a miscarriage?" "I want them to think the asset is dead," I say. "If the product is 'lost,' they’ll stop the program. They’ll pull the resources. And then, we vanish." "Aiden, you can't fake that. They have doctors. They have labs."

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The police released an official statement denying all rumors and accusations against me and them for bribery. Riding on the momentum, I then released a ton of evidence online. I wrote that Meryl was an impostor whose son committed marriage fraud to get the wife to look after her illegitimate twins. I then spent some more money to bump it up to the headlines. Paul appeared as well, backing up everything I said and bringing more traffic and attention to my post. After that, I set up a fund to help victims of marriage fraud divorce their partners. With that, my company also made the headline news as well. And because of our newfound popularity, many of our items sold out. We even received huge