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"I'm looking for the new book Her Fake lover by S. R. Kemple. My friend is desperate to get her hands on it." "Ah yes, the latest scandalous bestseller," the woman chuckled. "Very popular already. Let me check if we have any copies left." She turned and began scanning a nearby shelf packed with new releases. I lingered awkwardly by the entrance, clutching Smoky's carrier. "There's just one left!" The shopkeeper proclaimed triumphantly. She gestured towards the shelf section. "It should be right over there, third row from the top." "Thanks so much," I said gratefully, heading in the direction she'd indicated.

My eyes scanned the pages, my heart racing as I found the section labeled 'INTIMACY'. The word piqued my interest, and I read on, only to be shocked by what I saw. My eyes widened as I read the clauses and my heart sank. 'Though this is a fake wedding, you'd be needed to please me whenever and however I want. You'd be paid for your services'

Did I just I say I'm fed up with his love? He clutched my forearms tightly making me wince in pain but he ignored the pain of mine. I know I am hurting him with my words but I just want to provoke him to spill the truth which is eating him inside. "What did you just call my love fake? Am I faking my love to you? I loved you truly, you're the only girl I have ever loved and you just complimented my love calling fake and today I will show you how much my love is fake." With that he pushed me on bed and hovered above me, pasted his lips on mine giving no opportunity to open my mouth.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

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She’s cackling like I just read her the juiciest chapter of a romance novel. “Oh my God! Bestie… you are absolutely gone. You’re one hundred percent in love with freaking Rhett Lawson!” “No, I’m not,” I argue, my eyes darting away. “Shut up!” she shoots back, grinning. “Your boyfriend is literally like a man straight out of a book, a book written by a woman. From everything you’ve told me, I swear you fell for him the second he opened his mouth.” I shoot her a glare. “First of all, he’s my fake boyfriend. And secondly, I hated him the first day he opened that sharp mouth of his.”

“Alright, Lila. Let’s make a deal.” I pulled out my notebook from my bag, hands trembling as I flipped to a blank page. “We should… write it down.” Jake laughed, delighted. “You’re fucking serious?” “I am.” He took the pen from me and relaxed against the bench, writing quickly, confidently. When he handed it back, the words stared up at me, absurd and thrilling all at once. Fake boyfriend agreement. One night. No feelings. No complications. I signed my name, heart pounding, and handed it back to him.

I rest my head against his chest as I try to catch my breath. His lips dust my forehead. “Don’t bother going to sleep.” His hand drops between my legs and he spreads them so they hang over each side of his body. He starts to work me again; his three large fingers slide into my wet, swollen flesh. “That was the entrée and this is a ten-course meal.” Four hours and four showers later, I lie in the semi-darkened room with my fake husband. The light is just peeking through the crack in the drapes. My head is on his chest and his large, muscular arms are around me. The night has been unbelievable to say the least.

"The room is soundproof for reasons like this. Be as loud as you want, baby. No one will hear you." He thrusts sharply, causing a loud moan to escape as my eyes roll back. His pace was almost painful. I kiss him roughly just as my orgasm rips through me. My legs start to feel like jelly. He releases a soft moan as he slows his pace. I lay my head on his shoulder as I pant aggressively. "I love you," I breathe. He kisses my shoulder blade. "I don't have a problem giving you another lesson on what's yours if you would like?" I let out a small chuckle.

“Look at you, princess. Didn’t think you’d actually show up.” I forced a smile, smoothing my black mini dress down my thighs. “Yeah, well. Gotta commit to the act, right?” Rowan was next, tossing a red solo cup to me. “Fake girlfriend duties, huh? Drink up. You look like you need it.” I caught the cup but didn’t drink. My fingers shook too much to even bring it to my lips. Casper just watched from across the room, eyes narrowed like he was studying me for some pop quiz. Emrys offered me a soft nod, his curls bouncing slightly when he turned.