Pretended Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

I said, to which he bowed and left. I sat down gently on the bed with my hands placed on my laps as I looked around. My phone then vibrated in my pocket which made my heart lurch. With a hand cradling my chest, I swiped it open, and smiled. My bank account had been credited with five million dollars just like Roman had promised, and now, the game of pretense had officially begun.

That’s the part where it suddenly turned out weird, the moment she said her next words… "I'm already pretending to be three months pregnant!” She hissed when she heard my footsteps. “I gotta go!” She groaned then hung up. I was still in my same spot, holding my phone, my hands shaking as I continued to stare at my phone screen. .“Pretending to be three months pregnant?” I asked myself. What did she mean by pretending? Was she pretending to be pregnant? I swallowed hard. If she wasn’t pregnant then why… I paused the moment I heard the door swing open.

I can't continue pretending to be someone I'm not I put on my head phones and play The Great Pretender Song by Freddie Mercury Oh yes I'm the great pretender (ooh ooh) Pretending I'm doing well (ooh ooh) My need is such I pretend too much I'm lonely but no one can tell Oh yes I'm the great pretender (ooh ooh) Adrift in a world of my own (ooh ooh) I play the game but to my real shame You've left me to dream all alone Too real is this feeling of make believe Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal Ooh ooh yes I'm the great pretender (ooh ooh)

I found it kind of funny and said, "Yeah, we're engaged, so of course we're good." Nobody answered, and the room went tense. "Alright, alright, forget it. Let's play a game." Someone spoke up, breaking the silence. Tiffany glanced at Janet, then pulled Mervin down to sit with her. That person said, "Let's play Kings. Whoever draws the king picks two numbers, and they must do a dare." Everyone was clearly into it. One round later, Tiffany and Mervin got called. The king had them make out for two minutes in front of us and post it on their socials.

I answered and I couldn't help the smile that graced my face when I remembered what happened at the dinner. "Oh my God, you are smiling. I have to meet her. Will you arrange..." "Okay, that is it, mother. I have to go. Duty calls." I said and ended the call without waiting for her response. I need to think of a way to fix this. I need to convince Alexia to be my pretend girlfriend in front of my mum and sister. How hard can it be?

I let out a grunt of pain. She looked down at me and mocked, “I really want to know what sort of idiot dares to bother my fiance!” Fiance? My mind was buzzing. Did the Morgan and Shane families have a marriage agreement? Why did I not know about it as the Morgan family’s only son? I weakly tried to slap her foot off me. I gritted out, “Does Mr. Shane know you have a marriage agreement with an impostor?”

I exclaimed, pretending to be surprised, while Alex tried to suppress his laughter. Jasper glared down at our intertwined bodies, his jaw clenching with fury. He managed to regain his composure and put on a polite facade. "Yes, it's me," he said calmly, feigning ignorance of the uncomfortable situation as he greeted Alex. The sudden entrance of Julie into the room was elegant, and it caught us all by surprise. I glanced at Jasper and then at Alex, who was equally bewildered. Alex was stunned by Julie's unexpected appearance and stared at her in disbelief.

He needed some privacy. When they sat down, Callie stared at the menu for longer than necessary, she knew she wanted to say something but couldn’t bring her eyes to look at him. Eventually, she decided to take matters into her own hands and lowered her menu so that he could look better. Xander asked, “What’s wrong?”, you look worried “Oh! Nothing” she murmured Callie cleared her throat and said “ I was thinking, are we not taking the thing too far?, I’m confused if this thing is still fake or real

I tried to look away from him. If there's one thing I'm good at, it is my pretending skills. They say I'm a great pretender. Even though I'm already hurting inside, I'm still trying to hide it with my sweet smiles. I'm afraid that people might judge me so I master pretending in front of them. The less you show, the little they know. "Tired of him? Am I right? " he look to me again, he's eyes are really calming "I... I don't know." I just look down and shrugged

I said, stepping aside. He didn’t move. "Funny," he said, "because you were standing by the door, eavesdropping. Weren't you?" "Excuse me?" He leaned in, just a little. "Why do you need to pretend, Pollyana? Was it guilt about the fact that you got caught moaning my name with your fingers buried in your sweet little pussy?" I gasped. "Y-You—that's inappropriate!" "Shhh." His voice dropped into a growl, one hand leaning agaisnt the car behind me as he towered over me, the warmth of his body seeping into mine. "Pretending is exhausting, Pollyana. You sent it. You wanted me to see it."