Novel & Cerita My Fake Boyfriend Book

) will do him any favors. Fake boyfriend. I'm now "dating" the one and only Dominico Tomassini. What's really his plan? We'll lie to everyone about seeing each other, then make up some story a few weeks later about why we broke up? Or a few months later? Ridiculous... All of it just sounds too good to be true. Who in their right mind would actually fall for that bullshit? I lie on my back, snuggling under my blanket as the midnight sky darkens, my legs having a hard time staying put. I'm still trying to digest the whirlwind of events the past two nights.

Any hopes I had that people would forget I'd mentioned a boyfriend were dashed when they all persisted in asking me questions about Nico. To help keep my lies straight, I stuck as close as possible to reality. I told them that Nico was my brother Kyle's best friend and that I'd been in love with him for years before he noticed me. All of that was right. It was the romantic and super sizzling story of how we'd ended up finally together that was pure fiction. That's why all this talk about deception and betrayal is making me uncomfortable. I want to change the subject. I wrack my brain to think of something else to say about the book.

I tugged at the hem of my pink blouse for the thousandth time and tried not to think about how ridiculous I felt sitting here, waiting for Adrian Castellane. Adrian. Freaking. Castellane. The man who, for reasons I still hadn’t wrapped my head around, had agreed to play boyfriend. Fake boyfriend, I corrected myself quickly. Fake, fake, fake. A means to an end. The plan was simple: make appearances, play the part, and watch Bruno squirm. The execution? Not so simple when your “fake” partner was six foot four, devastatingly handsome, and had a knack for making you feel like he saw through every single lie you told yourself.

“He’s my ” “Don’t say it.” Danny turned back to me sharply. “Don’t call him your boyfriend.” “He is ” “He’s not,” Danny snapped. “That was a lie. Everyone knows it’s a lie. I know it’s a lie. You know it’s a lie.” I swallowed hard, my chest tightening. “He’s my fake boyfriend,” I replied softly. “And we still have to pretend. People saw everything today, and if I suddenly pretend we’re not dating, it’ll blow everything up again.”

"Truthfully? I think it's farcical and demeaning to everything we've built together. You've become an invaluable partner and friend. This whole fake relationship feels like a violation of the trust between us." I twisted my hands anxiously on the tabletop. "But I can't deny the potential consequences if we let this circus play out unchecked. So, I'm asking..." I took a deep breath. "Will you consider being my fake boyfriend, at least temporarily?" I finally broke eye contact, hoping against hope he'd agree to indulge this ludicrous notion. Chris was silent for a long moment before exhaling heavily. "You know I'd never jeopardize our work or your well-being, right?" His voice had taken on tha

“Let's have a fake date. I want you to be my fake boyfriend.” The words hung in the air between us. Damon didn’t laugh. He didn’t look shocked. He just watched me. “Fake boyfriend,” he repeated slowly, tasting the words. “Explain.” “Public appearances only,” I said quickly, keeping my voice low so no one else in the library could overhear. “We walk the halls together. Sit together at lunch sometimes. Let people see us talking, maybe holding hands if it looks natural. Post a couple of casual photos. Enough to make Ryan jealous ”

Liiza's POV The words that Zach said repeat in my head over and over again. Will you be my fake girlfriend? Zach sighs and I snap out of my thoughts. He stands up, and starts talking again. "Look, Liz, I know I'm being really stupid and selfish. It's just that all my friends have girlfriends except me and I didn't want to be the fourth wheel and the only single friend. So, I lied and said I had a girlfriend and then they all began making plans for all of us and all our girlfriends to go out together sometime and they were asking who and your name just slipped out" He stopped, his head in his hands. "Look, I get it if you don't want to. I'll just go out there and say we broke up. Hell, you ca

“This online friend you keep mentioning… sounds like he really sees the real you. I wish real life felt that easy.” I froze, heart racing. “How do you know about my chats?” He smiled faintly, eyes lingering on my mouth. “Lucky guess. Get some rest. Tomorrow we start this thing for real.” My phone buzzed with one last message. MidnightMVP: Whatever hits tomorrow, I’ve got you. But tell me… what if this fake dating with the captain turns into something that feels way too real and you can’t walk away? What if it does?

Levi raised a brow, but didn’t speak nonetheless. I sighed and put my hand down on my side. “As you may have already known. I am hiring a fake boyfriend, but I’d also want that fake boyfriend to be my fake husband…” “Fake husband?” He repeated, intrigued about how this is going. I nodded. “Yes, fake husband. That’s why I’m paying a big amount for anyone I’d be hiring.” I paused for a while, observing his face for any further violent reaction from him. But all I could see in Levi’s face was intrigue.

I don't know what exactly he was feeling, but I can tell he wasn't really feeling good that he would be dating the girl his brother likes, fake or not. There was silence between us for seconds before I broke it. "Why did you really do it?" My question brought his face back to mine. "Why did you agree to be my fake boyfriend" I whispered. He flicked his eyelashes to the table, and back to my eyes. He opened his mouth to start talking but he hesitated then began. "I just thought I needed a story for myself as a popular model, you know, the rich Harry Michaelson, dating the billionaire's daughter, Diane Pierce" He said with a smug smile.