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Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex The Confidante
TiaraBeing Ciara for twenty minutes straight is exhausting.I’ve never blackmailed someone before. Never, in my twenty-three years of living. But I guess it’s true what they say – you make one lie then you’ve got to make a thousand more to keep it standing. Well, in my case – one single act of blackmail to keep it standing.I think back on our conversation as I amble out of the building and the shock on her face replays in my mind’s eye like a snapshot. The shock that rapidly morphed into a flicker of fear, then a flash of anger and finally a desperate look of plea, that lasted a second before igniting back to anger and I know I should gloat over the fact that for the first time in our lives, I’m able to get to my sister and not the other way round.Instead I feel guilty, culpable, like I did something wrong. Something I shouldn’t have. It’s not fair having your deepest secret thrown at you like that.But then again, she did do worse to me in less graceful methods.As much as I hated
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Shameless Plea
RyanThere are a lot of things I shouldn’t be doing.I shouldn’t want to share Tiara’s bed all the time, that’s for sure. I shouldn’t drink coffee as much as I do, another surety, I shouldn’t even be here in this wedding with some stupid-ass mission.And I sure as hell shouldn’t be knocking on Ciara’s door because I received her text and my mind is curious as to what she has to say.At least, unlike the other ‘shouldn’ts’, I still have time to back out of this decision.But just as I’m turning to leave, Ciara’s door swings open and she is … a crying mess.I don’t care much for the girl who almost destroyed my world, but I’ll be damned if I leave a crying girl all to her own devices. Even though said crying girl just so happens to be my ex.She is wearing an oversized robe as she opens the door, and closes it behind me, her eyes red and puffy from crying.“I’m so sorry,” she sniffles, “I just, well, I’m having a really bad day.”“I see that.”She dabs at her lids with a napkin. “Give m
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Rehearsal Dinner
Tiara “What da hell is this?” Melody asks, twirling the food around her plate.I take in the look on her face and fight back a smile, “It’s octopus.”She splutters, “What?!”“Uh-huh.”“Gurl, I’m black. Black people don’t eat weird ass food.”I laugh. “Yeah right.”We are at the rehearsal dinner and the ballroom is basked in the warm glow of expensive candles and the gentle hum of conversation. Donald Lemptons is here, finally, coming in merely an hour before the dinner, and now he sits all-powerful-like at the head of the table, flanked by Ciara and Grace on both sides, and every other person looks small in comparison.A part of me tugs at my guts, whispering, ‘you should be there, in that circle with them. They are after all family, they should have to acknowledge you too’But I’m used to all the years of neglect by them, pretending I don’t exist in their glamorous family. Maybe except my mother, but to her I’m a different family than this one. To her, both of us make one family, an
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Chapter OneTiaraA sheath, a trumpet, an empire waist…What do you wear for a wedding that spells… ‘back off’ in bold capital letters?Going through the dresses on my bed I sigh inwardly and raise a copper sheath dress to the mirror. Ugly enough. But not exactly classy. I want something that says classy in a I’d-rather-be-anywhere-but-here style.My sister – Ciara – is finally getting married, choosing to stay with the son of the billionaire she was having an affair with last year. As if the world needed any reminder that Ciara Lemptons all but public-fucked a man thrice her age.Maybe if I choose not to go for the wedding she wouldn’t notice?Who am I kidding, she definitely wouldn’t notice. I could hit her up the next day with a ‘lovely dress yesterday’ text and she would probably reply with something like ‘whatever’ without ever knowing better.But my mom and her dad … and my dad would definitely notice my absence. The dried up daises next to the watered roses.Sighing again, loud
Last Updated : 2025-03-18Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Vengeance Pact
Chapter TwoRyanHer pretty face scrunches up with confusion and what I figure could be anger. “Are you fucking kidding me?”I hold a hand up, placating. “Hold up Tee, I –”“Ryan I-is this your idea of a joke?”“A joke? Whoa,” I give her a lopsided smile, “y’know people would pay good money to be with me yeah?”She stares at me squarely, a brow arching with a small shake of her head.My smile drops. “Yeah I probably shouldn’t have said that. Listen Tee, you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”“I don’t w—”“But I really want you to.”“What – why would you want me to, Ryan? Why would I even want to date you? You’re with my sister.”“Not anymore. I was with your sister.”She shrugs. “Potatoe Potato. Everyone knows y’all still hook up.”“Tee—”“Y’all are still into each other, obviously, there’s no way in hell, I’m getting into that. Ciara loves you.”“That’s kinda my whole point.”She stares at me for a beat. And then it hit her. She gasps, “Oh my God.”I try again. “Tee—”“You wa
Last Updated : 2025-03-18Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex A Kiss to Remember
Chapter ThreeTiaraDid I just agree to date Ryan Shelby?Well not practically date him, ‘fake’ date him, like Ryan Reynolds and Sandra Bullock in The Proposal. How crazy can this be?How crazy can I get?Giving up on the dress hunt, I fold my dresses back into the closet and sprawl on my bed, replaying the last one hour in my head. One hour, that’s all it took for my whole world to turn upside down.Or is it downside up?To be painfully honest, my life is nowhere going where I planned. Not like I planned much. But ever since I started my own studio with Melody, it’s not been as full blown as expected.You’ll think the daughter of Grace Lemptons would encounter more success in New York.My mother grew up in a small hometown in England like a normal child, but from the time she moved to New York, she has always been the center of things, getting more and more famous the more she grew. It has always been her thing, her charisma, another thing Ciara inherited from her and I didn’t. Marry
Last Updated : 2025-03-18Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Sexual Strain
RyanThe drive to the airport is a silent one.Tiara is unbelievably quiet, staring out the window of the passenger seat as the city of New York whips by, with her hair slightly billowing around her. She turns to my direction once and goes back to staring.“Music?” I ask her after twenty minutes of silence.She blinks, focusing on me as if surprised I’m in the car. “Music.Yeah.”“What do you like?”She gives me a rueful smile and shrugs lightly, using her index fingers to shift the hair from her face. “Same old.”Eyes on the road, I reach out to the infotainment system with my right hand and scroll through a list of songs settling on Alina Baraz’s ‘Electric’.She sends me a grin and I return it. “You still listen to this?”“Not everyone changes, Ryan.”I give her a shrug. “You did.”She bites her lips softly and automatically my gaze is drawn to its lusciousness, my mind replaying the way it felt, plump and willing under mine a few minutes ago.Color creeps up to her cheeks and she dr
Last Updated : 2025-03-23Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Ocean City, Maryland
TiaraOkay maybe I overreacted a little.Or more than a little.I probably shouldn’t have fired at him like that. Especially since I had no right to. But he had called our kiss ‘nothing’. A kiss that had me reeling from it for over hours. It had not been nothing. At least not for me.I wanted to explain after, maybe even to apologize. I wanted to tell him I didn’t mean to get all riled up and maybe even blame it all on the stress of the trip. But he spent a whole lotta time in the shower, and by the time he came out I was fast asleep.Throughout the entire journey during the flight and the ride to Ocean City, he remained eerily silent. The only times I heard his voice were when he had to take phone calls, otherwise, he was quiet.As we drive, to shift my attention away from his quiet brooding and the imposing presence he cuts behind the wheel I focus on the view of Ocean City landscape, unfolding outside. The city is beautiful, I see why Ciara chose to have her wedding in Maryland. As
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Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Rehearsal Dinner
Tiara “What da hell is this?” Melody asks, twirling the food around her plate.I take in the look on her face and fight back a smile, “It’s octopus.”She splutters, “What?!”“Uh-huh.”“Gurl, I’m black. Black people don’t eat weird ass food.”I laugh. “Yeah right.”We are at the rehearsal dinner and the ballroom is basked in the warm glow of expensive candles and the gentle hum of conversation. Donald Lemptons is here, finally, coming in merely an hour before the dinner, and now he sits all-powerful-like at the head of the table, flanked by Ciara and Grace on both sides, and every other person looks small in comparison.A part of me tugs at my guts, whispering, ‘you should be there, in that circle with them. They are after all family, they should have to acknowledge you too’But I’m used to all the years of neglect by them, pretending I don’t exist in their glamorous family. Maybe except my mother, but to her I’m a different family than this one. To her, both of us make one family, an
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Shameless Plea
RyanThere are a lot of things I shouldn’t be doing.I shouldn’t want to share Tiara’s bed all the time, that’s for sure. I shouldn’t drink coffee as much as I do, another surety, I shouldn’t even be here in this wedding with some stupid-ass mission.And I sure as hell shouldn’t be knocking on Ciara’s door because I received her text and my mind is curious as to what she has to say.At least, unlike the other ‘shouldn’ts’, I still have time to back out of this decision.But just as I’m turning to leave, Ciara’s door swings open and she is … a crying mess.I don’t care much for the girl who almost destroyed my world, but I’ll be damned if I leave a crying girl all to her own devices. Even though said crying girl just so happens to be my ex.She is wearing an oversized robe as she opens the door, and closes it behind me, her eyes red and puffy from crying.“I’m so sorry,” she sniffles, “I just, well, I’m having a really bad day.”“I see that.”She dabs at her lids with a napkin. “Give m
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex The Confidante
TiaraBeing Ciara for twenty minutes straight is exhausting.I’ve never blackmailed someone before. Never, in my twenty-three years of living. But I guess it’s true what they say – you make one lie then you’ve got to make a thousand more to keep it standing. Well, in my case – one single act of blackmail to keep it standing.I think back on our conversation as I amble out of the building and the shock on her face replays in my mind’s eye like a snapshot. The shock that rapidly morphed into a flicker of fear, then a flash of anger and finally a desperate look of plea, that lasted a second before igniting back to anger and I know I should gloat over the fact that for the first time in our lives, I’m able to get to my sister and not the other way round.Instead I feel guilty, culpable, like I did something wrong. Something I shouldn’t have. It’s not fair having your deepest secret thrown at you like that.But then again, she did do worse to me in less graceful methods.As much as I hated
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex A Covert Trade
Ryan“What’s the other reason?”“What?” I’m a murmuring sleepy mess beside her.“The day you came to my apartment, in New York,” she whispers back, “you said you had two reasons. Getting back at Ciara was only one of them. What's the other one?”“Uh-huh,” We were in my room and as much as I love having her naked form beside me, I prefer when that naked form is not up by two am buzzing with questions.“Come on,” she whispers, her back pressed to my chest, her butt pressed to my dick. “What’s the other reason?”“I’ll tell you,” I pull the covers to her shoulders and kiss her neck softly, “if you let me sleep.”She squirms in protest. “Just tell me already,” her voice sounds very childlike at this moment, it’s hilarious.“Okay,” I mutter, seeing a loophole, “I’ll tell you. Right after you tell me how you ended up making out with Jackson.”She stiffens. “We didn’t make out.”“Mm-Hmm.”“You’re right, it is pretty late, and I’m going to sleep now.”My laugh is a row rumble on her neck as I
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Scandalous Tea
TiaraMy sneakers create thumping sounds on the hardwood floor of the hallway as I make my way to Melody’s room. The hotel rooms are situated in a different building from the suites and since most single guests booked rooms, I keep on running into different cousins and relatives that I have to stop and engage in small unnecessary chit-chats with.I just finished chatting with Aunt May, when I feel a shove to my right that projects my whole body to the left, slamming me through an open doorway into a tiny broom closet.Panicked, I whirl around, a scream on my tongue as Ryan closes the door shut behind him, trapping us both inside the broom closet.“Jesus Christ, Ryan!”He looks down at me hard and pins my shoulder to the wall, “Are you blowing me off?”“What are you doing, there are people outside who might hear us?” I whisper, vaguely aware that there are thousands of relatives out there that don’t have to strain to hear us in passing.He gives me a devil-may-care shrug. “I was worrie
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Capturing the Sunset
TiaraMy phone pings as Ryan’s message pops on my screen;“Call me. I get worried when you’re silent.”It is followed by a message from Melody;“Alone time with Ciara? What was that about? Text me or I’ll believe she dunked your head into the pool.”I ignore both of them and go back to the task at hand; watching the sunset.My father and I always performed this ritual of ‘capturing the sunset’ during the times he had me over and it has evolved into a therapeutic escape for me over the years, a chance to clear my thoughts and calm my nerves. It’s become an outlet for me.The sky is a breathtaking canvas of soft pinks, burnt oranges and gentle purples my gaze is fixed on its beauty as the suns descent paints a serene landscape. “Not long now,” My father’s voice cuts into my thoughts, I turn to see him give last-minute adaptations to his camera.Ciara knows. Somehow, Ciara knows about the secret I’ve been keeping for two years now and she is willing to use it and every other thing with
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Poolside Blackmail
Tiara“It wasn’t even like that,” Ciara says in a fit of giggles, “he wanted a burrito, who would’ve thought it would be the beef in his diet?”Everyone erupts into a fit of laughter. We skipped the scheduled cultural tour around the resort and in its stead, opted for a louging in the pool, leaving the sightseeing to the older folks.It’s the old college gang back together and we’ve been caught up in a nostalgia-filled time warp reliving our crazy college memories for the past hour.Melody laughed again, her shoulders jerking. “Y’all know how much Tiara loved her bagels, well there was this one time,” I swat her arm, in an attempt to make her stop, but she ducks and continues anyway “we bought a bagel and some bird snatched it up,” she doubles over in laughter before she says the next words, “y’all should’ve seen her skinny ass chasing a bird all over the garden.”Everybody, - including Ciara - disintegrates into a series of laughter and I fake a glare at each of them. “In my defense
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Garden Confirmations
Tiara“Brighten up a little,” my mom commands, “there are cameras everywhere and you look like you’re about to have a constipation.”I plaster a thin smile. “This is about as good as it can get, mom,” I tell her, forking through my food at the informal dinner, not really eating anything.The restaurant is great, with a sleek upscale vibe and understated luxury and the food, looks – and smells – great. But all my appetites have disappeared inexplicably.“It’s got to do with the Shelby boy doesn’t it?” she queries, “he’s dreamy, Tiara, he’s rich, he is too good-looking for his own good, but those are not the kind of guys you go for. Now, he is trouble.”I stare at her dryly. “Uh-huh. Thanks for the relationship advice.”“It doesn’t have to be this way,” she pats her blond hair to keep it in place, smiling at the camera as a photographer passes in front of us. I’m scowling before I even register the camera so I’m positive I’ve destroyed her perfect picture. Good.Hoping to steer her atte
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex A Day in the Beach
Ryan“… and I knew, man, something was off. I could smell it, literally. She had his junk liquid all over her, and she smelt like him. Hell, even when I kissed her she tasted like him.”I am stuck in a ‘bro’ conversation with a bunch of the groomsmen together with Jackson, listening to some guy that looks a lot like a frat guy relaiyng his breakup story to us. His last sentence has all of us staring at him wide-eyed.Tony is the one that speaks first. breaking the shocked silence. “Tasted like him?”“Yeah bro,” frat guy swings his beer, “it sucked. A lot. Never trust a woman.”“Dude, if you knew what he tasted like then don’t you think that maybe you were the problem in your relationship,” Jackson mocks.Frat guy shakes his head. “Nah bro. He was my bro, and she did him all over.”Tony snickers and taps his shoulder. “So what? You off women now?”“Yeah bro,” frat guy shrugs, “I’m never gonna see a girl and say – dang it she is hot!”Perplexed, I glance at him and see that he has total
