False Romantic 소설 & 이야기

Before I even had the chance to sign the papers, she had already moved in with Timothy. "Adeline," Timothy said, "you're not a high-society heiress anymore, and I am the rightful heir to the Lane family. What makes you think I'd still be content staying with you? "Nancy isn't just the real heiress of the Jones family; she's also my true love. "Oh, and by the way, I only pursued you back then because you seemed like a naive heiress that was easy to fool. You really do have the blood of a poor person in you because true aristocrats value matching status in a marriage."

I crossed my legs over,my shoulders dropped slightly. “So what's it you want us to talk about?.” I questioned,my voice a mix of curiosity and skepticism. “ I know our relationship is falsified and is not real. I know we are being fake about being boyfriends and girlfriends but I'd like us to be more than that. I want our relationship to deepen beyond the shallowness of the feigning. I want it to be real and concrete. What do you have to say about this." Ron asked,his eyes locked onto me , pleading with me to reason and understand.

They’ve written a love story out of smoke and camera flashes. They have no idea. Because what they’re calling romantic was never real. except ... my fingers tighten around the phone and warmth flickers beneath my skin.it is ridiculous but a small traitorous part of me cant help it.the way he looked at me last night the way he kissed me it did not feel fake.not even for a second. Another alert pings. Then another. TRENDING #1: Aiden Stone’s Mystery Girlfriend TRENDING #2: #ProtectiveAiden

“Blair, before I forget, could you please be honest to your boss about your lack of a high-school degree? I don't have any confidential documents to prove this, but I'm sure he can easily confirm my statement. Have a nice day” With that, I left the room. It was petty, but I couldn’t avoid it. -MATT- Two weeks. We've been on the road for almost two weeks. Sure, the rangers are moving further, but being far away from home for a long time is making me restless. I miss my life in New York. I miss her. Our fake marriage seems more authentic than many other real relationships I've had in the past. Every day after training, I look forward to going back to the apartment, our home.

Everything he had done in the dark was now exposed to the light of day. "Victoria, I know I've wronged you these past three years. I shouldn't have lied to you, but you have to trust me when I say I've long fallen for you and I love you…" he started, but I cut him off. "You think I would still believe you?" I asked, my voice trembling with contempt. "To be loved by you—it's an insult!" The mechanic's wife handed over the video, an irrefutable piece of evidence. And the transfer records further confirmed the financial exchanges between Zach and Kayla.

“So what’s Zane really like? Everyone knows he’s hot, but is he actually nice? Or just camera stuff.” I opened my mouth, then closed it. Not trusting myself not to say the truth. ”He’s complicated.” I said with a nervous laugh. The brunette laughed, crossing her arms. “Aren’t they all?” ”Is it real though?” The auburn haired girl leaned in, voice dropping like we were sharing secrets. “Like actually a couple?” My fingers tightened around the glass. “It’s real.” I lied, through my teeth. “He’s so sweet, I sometimes forget we’re dating. Then I remember he’s actually mine.”

“Watch your mouth.” “No. You watch yours. This whole fake marriage is falling apart and not fulfilling it's purpose. Good luck keeping her when she finds out it was all a lie. It was Just a contract you paid her mother to sign so you could look stable for the board. You married Valentina for optics. PR. A clean image. You never touched her. Never wanted her. It was a contract, Roman. A fucking business deal. And now you’re balls-deep in her kid? That’s not romance, Roman. That’s a fucking disaster.”

“No, we are not. Considering that I proposed under false pretenses, I’m gonna go ahead and cancel the wedding!” Cindy rushed toward him. “Baby, it’s me. It’s still the same me you fell in love with. I haven’t changed!” Roman shoved her away from him. “I’ll stop you right there, Cindy. I was never in love with you. I was in love with whom I thought was Lolly. Not you! I fell in love with the girl I danced with on the night of the masquerade ball. All these years, I made myself believe that girl was you. But after meeting Lolly, I know now that was a mistake! I know you are not my soulmate. Lolly’s my soulmate!”

"Are you love-struck, my friend? Because that sounds an awful lot like love at first sight." ​I slapped his hand away, feeling a flash of genuine irritation. "You know I don't believe in that garbage. Love is just a chemical trick to keep the species alive. I’m not a romantic, Karl. I’m a realist."

Rowena started feeling irritated. "I'm gay," Michael finally answered, squinting his eyes in disbelief, scrutinizing her. "I know, I know!" Rowena waved her hands in defense. "Then what—" "This is only pretend. We'll only pretend to be engaged." "Are you some sort of celebrity that needs to give a press release!?" Michael placed a hand on his hip, clearly not amused. "It's for... them," Rowena just said. He stared at her once more, without a word. She rolled her eyes. "Stop that."