Playing Dumb Synonym Novels & Stories

I am a maid in the Alarcón mansion. To the Patron and my mother, I am just a servant, but they don’t know my real plan. Every night at the Mascara Club, I put on a silver mask and work for the money that will buy my freedom and my law degree. Now, Mateo has returned from the US and Diego from the UK. Mateo spends his nights at the club, tracking the woman behind the mask, while Diego looks at me in my uniform and sees the girl he can’t forget. I am playing a role in both their lives while my mother carries a secret about the Patron that could burn this entire house down. I just need to get my money and get out before their games become my end.

"Sign this contract, Sara," Zack said with a smirk playing on his lips. "Think about it. You will get your revenge, and I get what I want,” He added. Orphaned after the death of her parents, Sara Miles vowed to take revenge on her parents’ murderer, whom she strongly believed to be her uncle. She set her sights on the biggest tech company in New York. Along the way, she encountered the rude and arrogant CEO of the company, Zack Enterprise, Zack Samuels. Surprisingly, despite their less-than-ideal first encounter, he offered her the job. Little did she know, there was more to this. They entered into a contract marriage to both achieve their revenge. For Sara, it was her uncle, while for Zack, it was his ex-fiancée, Nora, who had cheated on him.Will they fall in love, or will their situation forever be a contract marriage?

Previously, Emily enjoyed the company of many dear friends, had a supportive partner, and had a knack for ceramics. She was not a victim. Later on, she was left with nothing. Emily thinks her future is as barren as her body after she loses the partner who never loved her, the friends who feel she broke their trust, and the unborn child who was just beginning to thrive inside of her. Then, however, the neighbor kid, Steve, starts warming up. She was inspired by his guitar playing, and he pushed her to resume her artistic pursuits. At the community center, she makes new friends and almost gets her father to talk to her again. Living for the after requires letting go of the prior, but can Emily let go enough to see the beauty in her own life?

When Elena's parents die, leaving her drowning in debt, a contract marriage to billionaire Adrian Blackwell seems like salvation. But Adrian's world holds dark secrets. His first wife, Sophia, looked exactly like Elena. So did his father's first love, Grace. But both women died under mysterious circumstances. And now Elena is living in Sophia's penthouse. Wearing Sophia's face. Playing Sophia's role. As Elena uncovers twisted family obsessions, buried murders, and a decades-old genetic conspiracy, she realizes the truth: she wasn't chosen randomly. She was designed for this. And the last woman who wore her face didn't survive. Will Elena break the pattern—or become another ghost in Adrian's world?

I'm playing hide-and-seek with my son when he locks me on the balcony. It's freezing outside, and my face turns blue from the cold. However, all he does is laugh at me while I call for help. He makes ugly faces at me through the glass. "You look like the stray dog downstairs, Mom! You're so ugly!" I die a frosty and terrible death. Before breathing my last breath, I see my son excitedly give my husband a video call. "Mom has frozen to death, Dad. Can you take Ms. Cole home to be my new mom now?" When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the moment my son wants me to play hide-and-seek with him.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT "One billion will be all yours. All you have to do is to set fire to a billionaire's lust.” After getting ditched by her lousy ex who took all their savings together, Tysha Clifford accepts a friend's job offer – one that promises a cool billion dollars for setting fire to a billionaire's lust. The plot twist? The said billionaire is none other than Rue Colterzon, her ex's drop-dead gorgeous uncle who's dealing with his asexuality problem. Tysha thinks it's a jackpot – revenge on her ex and cash to clear her debts. Unexpectedly, love ignites beneath a signed contract with Rue. Little do they know, playing with lust sparks a wildfire, threatening to consume them both. Will they survive the blaze or get scorched in the process?

When 30-year-old multimillionaire Kieran Belmonte meets the lovely, mysterious Imogen Madrigal in a high society party, he knows that there's more to the young lady than meets the eye. There's an instant connection between them that left him wanting for more. When they meet again on a blind date set up by their parents, he thinks that Fate is playing with them. But romance blooms between the two amidst reappearing exes, mysterious dreams and the pitfalls of modern dating. Unknown to them, their first meeting is only the catalyst for a future of chaos and catastrophe. Long, long ago, Imogen's ancestor summoned a devil from the depths of the woods to become her familiar. But everyone has forgotten about the devil at the slow passing of time and the heiress of the 13th generation is finally born... Now, the devil has come to take his payment and Imogen will pay the ultimate price.

The golden rule of my life is simple: "Stay away from Leo Wilson." He’s my best friend’s twin, a cruel, untouchable king who makes my life a living hell. In the daylight, he lets his world tear me to pieces while he stands by with that cold, mocking smirk. He wants me broken. I want him gone. But when the campus goes dark, the game changes. Behind locked doors, his aggression shifts into something possessive and frantic. One touch, and I’m forgetting the rule. One whisper, and I’m throwing away the best friendship I have. I’m playing a dangerous, gut-wrenching game. I’m crossing the line, and I know exactly how hard I’m going to fall.

I'd been assigned overseas for three months, but I wrapped up my work ahead of schedule and flew home early to spend New Year's Eve with my wife. While waiting for a ride, I scrolled through TikTok and came across a video captioned: [Marrying the one you love feels like winning a war.] Then the scene shifted, and my world tilted. The bride slung over the groom's shoulder… was my wife. At first, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. But then I spotted familiar faces—her relatives, unmistakable in the crowd. I didn't hesitate. I checked the hotel location tagged in the video and shoved my phone toward the taxi driver. "Change the route. Take me here," I said. "I'm going to catch them in the act."

She was placed in his world to kill him. Three years later, she still hasn't. Instead she has been quietly dismantling every threat moving against Dominic from the inside no orders, no credit, no explanation while playing the fragile woman he thinks he rescued. Now the syndicate is done waiting. A second operative has been sent to finish the job, and Lena knows the truth she isn't just a protector anymore. She's a loose end. Saving Dominic means burning her cover. Burning her cover means showing him everything every lie, every performance, every moment of vulnerability she manufactured. Except somewhere between the mission and the man, some of it stopped being manufactured. And she can't tell the difference anymore.