The Male Leads Fake Sister Novels & Stories

She replied, “She was a con artist before she came into your life, and a good one too.” “I guess that makes me feel less terrible about having been played.” I replied sarcastically. “He was the one who led me in the direction of your real wife, Lily Gambino.” I frowned. “They are both called Lily?” “Yes. But I can't find the other one's last name, and Chris wouldn't give it up.” Gemma replied with a sigh, “I am guessing a last ditch attempt to be on your fake Lily’s side after he betrayed her.” I was being given so much information and didn’t even get to process it before I was given more information. It made me question just how much I knew my wife? Or my fake wife?

I nodded fast at him and started yelling my moans out loud as I drew close to delivering an orgasm. I lifted my ass off the bed as the pressure grew with every passing second and before I knew it , he was pulling away. "You can't do that!" I moaned in disagreement. "You haven't had the main meal." I watched him as he put the condom on so delicately. I couldn't believe this was the dick my sister had and could still cheat on him. The bar had to been raised by so high after this because I had never met a man that packed as much as he did.

“It’s called leading someone on, Catherine. Don’t do that. It’s bad.” “I’m not leading him on!” “You are if you don’t want to be in a relationship—” “No.” “Enough,” Dad cuts in. “Go get dressed. We’re going to the hospital.” I groan and stomp back to my room, ripping clothes out of my closet and dumping them onto the bed. Why did Dominic have to come upstairs at that moment? Why do I feel so awful? Yes, he’s Alice’s brother, and I didn’t want to hurt her—but still. He didn’t deserve to hear me talk like that. I’ll apologize for calling him a nerd. After all, I was the one who forced him into a fake relationship he never asked for.

The video had barely started when the room erupted. "He cheated? For real? He sounded so sorry. I low-key believed him." "Same. I thought Professor Schaffer was reading too much into it. Nope. That whole sad-boy confession was fake. Dude's just trash." "Hold up... wasn't Rainee his sister? He slept with his sister? Nasty." "That's why you never trust a guy who says some girl is 'like a sister.' Nine times out of ten, he's just hiding the side chick."

“Always running several plays at once. Though you looked pretty damn happy on the camera stream with her for a relationship that is supposedly fake.” My jaw tightened. “We needed to sell the lie, Proff. That’s all it was.” “Right,” the Professor chuckled, his fingers hitting a final stroke. “So you’re telling me you hired a random, fake partner to spite Arthur, and she accidentally turned out to be your late ex-girlfriend's younger stepsister—who isn't even aware that she has a dead stepsister who used to date you?” I nodded once, the sheer absurdity of the reality settling heavily in my throat.

[The male lead has finally woken up. Hurry up and get back together with the female lead already!] [But as soon as he heard that the female lead was a fake heiress, he ran. The younger brother stayed and suffered with her. Now that he's back, isn't that totally unfair to the younger brother?] [Come in, if the younger brother really knew from the start that she was the real heiress and still played along, then he was lying to her, too. How is that any different from the male lead?]

“What fraud? Didn’t you want to marry my sister?” “I did—but you took that away from me.” His voice cracked like a whip, and he jabbed a finger toward me. “It’s all your fault. You’re nothing but criminals.” The handcuffs bit into my wrists as I strained against them, my whole body trembling with fury. “My sister did nothing wrong! She went to the altar to marry the man my parents chose, but he wanted her sister instead. So tell me, who’s the real fraud here?” “You fooled me!” Kellen’s voice boomed, veins bulging in his neck. His rage was palpable, vibrating through the air. “Your whole family planned this from the beginning—to humiliate me and steal my money.”

But looking at the test result that has her name boldly written on it, his child was long gone before the news of her pregnancy got to him, he was the foolish one here when compared to Xavier. " Boss I think you are forgetting that my sister was an actress, she must have gotten herself an access to a fake baby bump, during her time in the industry, which made it easy to deceive Mrs Reynold. " The young man explained,he was equally disappointed in his sister so this time, there was no need to hold back any information for her sake. His sister has gone far because of her stupid obsession and the only person who could help him bring her back to the right track was this person.

There was another way to make him believe that I really regressed. 'Before I left this room in my second previous life, you asked for a favor.' My words caught him off guard. 'How—' 'Right? Today was supposed to be the day you would ask for my favor. Shall I tell you what it is?' Hearing the loud beat of his heart made me confirm that he was anticipating it. 'It is all about your sister you are desiring.' His eyes widened. 'And it turns out she is not your real sister, but a fake one.'

A tall, muscular guy with a tattoo on his left arm smirked, walking into the conversation. I was starting to understand what was happening. Massimo brought me here to be his fake wife for a night, and afterwards he'd release me and pay my mom's bills as promised. A wave of relief flushed into me and I pushed myself to act well. It was just one night. Just one. I breathed in and out. “I'm not a fake wife. I've always loved Massimo ever since we met.” I smiled widely at the guy, glancing at Massimo. “Oh, dear,” Massimo's mom placed her palm on her chest, smiling before turning to the guy. “Alessandro, you see, your brother would never fool me unlike you! Let's seal this deal at once.”