From Lovers To Enemies To A Fake Relationship นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The system chimed, cheerful and cruel as ever. [Main Mission Activated: Become the CEO’s Shield.] [Task: Accept Fake Relationship Proposal.] [Reward: +15 Affection Points. Failure: Host Termination.] Termination. Again. My lips twitched into something that might have been a smile. “Fake boyfriend. Sure, I can do fake. I’m amazing at fake. My whole life is basically fake.” Dream tilted his head slightly, his tone flat. “So you accept.” “Do I even have a choice?”

“We live together. We sleep in the same room. We hold hands when no one’s watching. And when she sends someone to spy on us—and she will—we give them a show they won’t forget.” Eden stood too, chest rising. “This wasn’t the deal.” He met her gaze. “You said hazard pay. I’m upping the hazard.” “What if I say no?” “Then you walk away. But if you do, she wins.” Eden stared at him. Her fingers clenched around the edge of the sofa. Then, slowly, she said: “Fine. But from now on, you don’t make decisions for me.” Cassian stepped closer. “Deal.” And just like that, the line between fake and real started to blur.

"I fell for someone who treated me like trash; I never felt it until I saw him making out with my best friend. Then, in a bid to make him feel jealous, I made an arrangement with someone else, but then the new guy did something even worse: he referred to me as a game and got his girlfriend pregnant. So I walked away, from everything." "Do you regret it?" she asked gently. "The first guy, I don't regret it. The second, I don't even know what I'm feeling; the fake dating didn't even last up to two weeks, yet I feel even more hurt by what he did." She smiled. "Sweetheart, I don't think the second guy wronged you; it was an arrangement from the onset; it was your little heart that fell for him."

That’s the lowest of low. My friends said I was pathetic. They never approved of this one sided feeling and they kept hoping this love I had for Aiden would wear off soon. I kept hoping that would happen as well… but it’s been years and instead of those feelings wearing off, they just keep growing more and more with each passing day, because Aiden grows more good looking as the day wears on. Aiden and his girlfriend finally broke out of the kiss after what felt like forever and I rolled my eyes, distaste sitting heavily across my tongue.

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

Rosa met James in a restaurant that he owned and because she was dressed in a shaggy clothing he thought she was an employee in one of his lowest restaurants. They had an argument and they resented each other after that day. James thought Rosa was a lowlife and also arrogant and Rosa thought James was just a rich jerk. They cross paths again in the most unbelievable way possible. Curious about their story? Find out in My Enemy is My Lover.

"Yeah that night. Everything came in full force and fuck me, I could not believe it one bit. That I was actually in love with the same person I swore to hate." "Well, like they say, there is a thin line between love and hate right?" Kevin asked him with a chuckle. "Yeah." "What's bothering you?" "I don't like her friend." "You just met her." "Yes but there is something about her that just doesn't strike me as who she claims to be. There is something about her I don't like." Brandon admitted. "That makes two of us." "You too?" "Yeah. I was thinking of asking Alec to do a background check on her."

We would simply stop performing the relationship publicly: no waiting for each other after practice when half the team was around, no leaving school together every afternoon, no sitting side by side at every lunch and no affection in hallways where anyone with a phone could turn ten seconds into another theory. The more we discussed it, the more familiar it became, and that was what bothered me. Our fake relationship had started with rules too. We had decided where Luca could touch me, when we should be seen together and how convincing we needed to look. Every gesture had been measured against an audience. Then the feelings became real, and the rules stopped protecting us. I had spent months

The word cuts through everything. “We are not cancelling anything.” I close my eyes briefly. “Then why pretend I have a choice?” I ask. “You do,” she says. “You just need to make the right one.” I let out a small laugh. “You know what? Fine. Let’s stop pretending then.” My father shifts. “Maria—” “No,” I say. “You want honesty? Let’s have it.” I look at both of them. “It’s fake.” They go still. “The relationship,” I continue. “It started as an arrangement. There was nothing real about it at the beginning.”

The table went quiet for a moment, and Everly watched her sister's expression soften incrementally, some of the guarded suspicion finally giving way to something closer to reluctant approval. "Okay," Marissa said finally, setting down her wine glass. "I still think this whole thing started absolutely insane. A paid fake girlfriend, Everly, honestly, I don't think I'll ever stop finding that ridiculous." She shook her head, though a small smile had crept into the corner of her mouth. "But I haven't seen you look at anyone the way you look at him. Not once, not even with Marcus back in college, who I actually liked." "That's high praise, coming from you," Everly said, relief flooding through h