가짜 사랑 Novels & Stories

She wanted to be careful next time, but it seemed her heart was already crossing the line for this new guy. She had the feeling that he might not be with her for long since the other guys left. She also was worried having found out that she was a werewolf. Could he be OK with that? Since he was from the palace he could be a werewolf too, which would just make a perfect couple. She smiled sheepishly at her thoughts. She raised her head and realized she had long strayed from the path to her house. " funny!". She started walking back. She was in love again. Perhaps just love at first sight.

Pretending to be a victim, playing victim, even though he is the biggest contributor to the instability of his own life. We'll see, arrogant man, how long can you bear to see me belong to someone else. The thing called marriage must have an intimate scene, right? Even if it's a fake marriage, Ariesta will also build a deeper relationship, to make it look more convincing. It's not impossible that Edzar will fall in love with her. "I'll try my best .." Ariesta replied, who was desperately trying to control herself, still looking calm. Then she left Sebastian, walking back to the orchid room.

“Then fake date.” “What?” I pause for her to laugh, then snort at her ridiculous idea when I realize she’s serious. “This isn't one of your cliche rom-com novels, Bibah.” She smacks my arm, hard this time. “Shut up.” Her eyes glint with determination as she carries on, explaining. “You only have to fake it until graduation, which is in like… weeks from now. It’ll at least solve half of your problems. Let the school think you’re happy and in love so your reputation doesn’t take another hit, work with him so both of you don’t flunk Mate 101, and then mutually dump each other like the dumb-asses that you are after graduation.”

The system chimed, cheerful and cruel as ever. [Main Mission Activated: Become the CEO’s Shield.] [Task: Accept Fake Relationship Proposal.] [Reward: +15 Affection Points. Failure: Host Termination.] Termination. Again. My lips twitched into something that might have been a smile. “Fake boyfriend. Sure, I can do fake. I’m amazing at fake. My whole life is basically fake.” Dream tilted his head slightly, his tone flat. “So you accept.” “Do I even have a choice?”

“You heard me. Just someone to play the part. Pretend to be with me for a few weeks. Flash some smiles. Appear in photos. Then she disappears, alongside the rumors.” “But you...wait.” He narrowed his eyes. “You’ve never let any woman touch you, not since…” His voice trailed off. We both knew why. “So how the hell are you going to fake a relationship when you can’t stand being touched?” “I know.” I tapped a finger against the glass. “But… there’s actually one I could tolerate.” Kelvin blinked. “No way.” “There is.” “Who?” I leaned forward, my voice low. “The one I told you about. Anna. Miss fierce.”

A wry smile ghosted over those bee-stung lips as she reached over and patted my hand lightly. "Just promise you'll preserve my innocently lurid hopefulness to cast myself as your official smutty memoirist, yeah? I want to immortalize every chaste yet tantalizing exchange of longing glances and heated psychoanalyzing over character motivations for posterity's sake!" My withering look only made her smirk broaden fractionally. "What? This entire convoluted 'fake beaux' scenario is simply too delicious to approach with anything other than saccharine glee, darling!" Reluctantly, the first faint prickling of rueful amusement needled through my steadily calcifying dread over Jane's decree.

♡VIRANICA POV♡ how can my prince be like this no he is not at all my prince he is fake all the time he enjoyed with girls being around me how can he play with my emotions I believed him I loved him I cared for him how can he cheat on me how can he lie he is fake he is fake sobb mom he is not good mom he is bad mom sobbb the prince I loved is not him he is not good person he is not the man I dreamed about

“I still hate you, Mr. Fuenter. The fact that you saved me there doesn’t change our situation, you are still my fiancé and it sucks.” “Why do you hate being my fianceé that much?” “If you were me, you will hate it too. Imagine, a twenty-year-old girl being arranged for an engagement, it’s ridiculous and very old-fashioned.” I scoffed. “Let me tell you a secret, Ms. Fuenter.” He whispered as if no one should ever hear about it. “What is it?” I said, curiosity in my eyes. He gestured me to move closer to him and I did as he asked.

I wore red at that time when they were murdered and died. "I could leave you then. Just think about my proposal. Sure, you have no choice left." He shot me one last look before marching away. The softly closed door brought me back to myself, to the present. He's right, I have no choice. I stared at the closed door. I don't trust him. But I need his help because he knows better. It's just 3 months into a fake marriage. I took a deep breath. Tomorrow I will think about that, not today. I'm sleepy. I'll be acting as the famous nonexistent Vara Samonte.