FAKING IT WITH MY MILLIONAIRE FRIEND

FAKING IT WITH MY MILLIONAIRE FRIEND

last updateLast Updated : 2024-11-17
By:   Nije  Ongoing
Language: English
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Sophia Hayes is thrilled when she wins a ticket for the exclusive boat cruise she's dreamed of all her life. But her excitement is dampened by a rumor from a trusted source: her millionaire ex-boyfriend, Charles, will also be attending. Determined to avoid the humiliation of facing him single, Sophia convinces her high school friend Robert, a wealthy playboy, to pose as her boyfriend. Robert agrees, eager to shed his notorious reputation and fend off gold diggers, while also seeking to placate his meddling family. On the lavish cruise, Sophia and Robert's convincing act as a couple quickly captures the attention of social media and the city's gossip columns. However, things take a turn when Robert detects Sophia's lingering feelings for Charles, and Sophia realizes Robert might never give up his playboy ways. A misunderstanding leads Robert into a one-night stand, while Sophia finds herself dancing with Charles. When Charles publicly declares his love for Sophia, she humiliates him, igniting his desire for revenge. After the cruise, Sophia and Robert must continue their fake relationship to maintain appearances. The situation becomes increasingly toxic as an anonymous threat promises to expose their charade and Robert's one-night stand results in a pregnancy scare. Forced to take a family vacation together, Sophia and Robert must navigate their fake relationship in close quarters. As they act intimately to maintain the facade, they begin to confront their true feelings for one another.

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BIG NEWS

I sat at my cluttered work desk, the bright glare of my computer screen adding to the tension that was causing my eye to twitch. As a marketing executive, my days were packed with back-to-back meetings, campaign planning, and endless emails. Today was no different, and I silently begged the clock to move faster. I couldn't wait for the lunch break to finally check the message from my high school friend, Robert.My office space was a mixture of organized chaos: colorful post-it notes stuck to the edges of my monitor, a half-empty coffee cup, and stacks of marketing reports awaiting my attention. My boss, Ms. Marlene Thatcher, had been particularly irritable lately, scrutinizing every minor detail with an unforgiving eye. Ms. Thatcher was an older woman with sharp features and a stern expression that seemed permanently etched into her face. Her salt-and-pepper hair was always pulled back into a severe bun, and her eyes, a cold steel gray, missed nothing. She had a reputation for being s...

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Ositas Wright
Hi, Author Nije, a quite interesting story you have here ...
2024-07-14 16:35:29
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BIG NEWS
I sat at my cluttered work desk, the bright glare of my computer screen adding to the tension that was causing my eye to twitch. As a marketing executive, my days were packed with back-to-back meetings, campaign planning, and endless emails. Today was no different, and I silently begged the clock to move faster. I couldn't wait for the lunch break to finally check the message from my high school friend, Robert.My office space was a mixture of organized chaos: colorful post-it notes stuck to the edges of my monitor, a half-empty coffee cup, and stacks of marketing reports awaiting my attention. My boss, Ms. Marlene Thatcher, had been particularly irritable lately, scrutinizing every minor detail with an unforgiving eye. Ms. Thatcher was an older woman with sharp features and a stern expression that seemed permanently etched into her face. Her salt-and-pepper hair was always pulled back into a severe bun, and her eyes, a cold steel gray, missed nothing. She had a reputation for being s
last updateLast Updated : 2024-07-05
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BIG NEWS (II)
The break room was a small, cozy space with a few tables and chairs, a kitchenette, and a vending machine that dispensed lukewarm coffee. I found a quiet corner away from the usual office chatter, settled into a chair, and opened my phone with trembling fingers. The message notification from Robert stared back at me, and I eagerly tapped on it. The message was filled with stickers of "Call me" plastered all over. I couldn't help but giggle; it was so typical of Robert to use stickers to make his messages more urgent and playful. He knew it would make me call him immediately. Each sticker was a different bright color, some with exaggerated hand gestures pointing to the phone icon, others with animated characters jumping up and down. It was a lighthearted touch that momentarily lifted the weight of the morning off my shoulders. As I dialed his number, my mind raced with questions. Was he back in town? Ever since college, Robert had successfully built his own company, so he was rarel
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MOOD
SOPHIE'S POV I was at my desk, taking my much needed break, the soft murmur of my colleagues and the distant hum of office machines, created a soothing background noise. Then the sound of a screeching voice calling my name. I jolted upright, nearly spilling my coffee. My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly turned towards the direction of the voice. There, a few feet away, was Mrs. Thatcher, storming towards me. Her face was twisted in anger, her usually composed expression replaced with one of intense fury. Her glasses sat precariously on the bridge of her nose, a sure sign of her agitation. My mind raced as I tried to recall if I had missed something important or made a serious mistake. But nothing came to mind. I felt a cold sweat forming at the back of my neck as Mrs. Thatcher’s heels clicked sharply against the polished office floor, each step echoing ominously in the suddenly quiet room. Seeing Mrs. Thatcher in such a state was unsettling. She was known for her meticulo
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RIDE BACK HOME
As the office began to empty out, I remained at my desk, gathering my things slowly, my mind still reeling from the day’s events. I shut down my computer, the screen flickering off and leaving me with my own reflection. I looked tired, my eyes heavy with fatigue and a trace of the earlier embarrassment. I packed my bag methodically, slipping my notebook and pen into the side pocket, and placing a newly purchased magazine on top.The overhead lights cast a sterile glow over the room, making everything feel a bit more surreal. I glanced around, noticing the empty desks and the few remaining colleagues who were finishing up their tasks. The murmur of distant conversations and the occasional sound of a printer or keyboard clicking were the only noises breaking the silence.I stood up, adjusting my bag on my shoulder and smoothing down my skirt. Just as I was about to leave, I saw a colleague walking towards me. It was Janet, one of the senior analysts. She had a sympathetic look on her fa
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CHARLES FREAKING BROWN
SOPHIE'S POV What are the odds? Charles Brown, the man who had crushed my heart into pieces, the one I thought I’d never have to see again, was going to be on the same boat cruise as me. For two weeks. Two weeks of being trapped on the water with my ex, the ex who had left me in the worst way possible. My dream cruise will be a nightmare with him in it. I felt like my stomach dropped the moment I found out. . Jane has said it so casually, like she had no idea what it would do to me: well she didn't . Charles Brown! That was it. No warning. No easing me into it. Just... him. On my dream boat cruise And why now? I’d been looking forward to this trip the moment Robert broke the good news to me. Preparing my mind, imagining things, counting down the days. It was supposed to be about freedom, about leaving all the crap behind, about being in peace. But now? Now it felt like I was walking right back into the fire. Charles freaking Brown!! The man was a master of disguise. Handso
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LEAVE PROPOSAL
The next morning, I sat at my desk, staring at the glowing screen in front of me. My email was open, the cursor blinking right next to my carefully worded proposal for leave. It felt like I’d rewritten it a dozen times, trying to make it sound professional while practically begging to get out of here for the cruise.The dream cruise. My dream cruise. The boat cruise I'd been more than opportuned to go on, one I had already mentally calculated. And yeah, Charles was going to be there, but I wasn’t about to let him ruin everything. I’d spent enough time letting him get in my head. Not this time.I took a deep breath, my fingers hovering over the mouse. Robert had suggested I take some time off so I could cruise in peace. He made it sound so easy, like I could just ask for it and get it, no problem. But this was Ms. Thatcher I was dealing with. My boss. The ice queen herself. Still, it was worth a shot. I couldn’t not go just because Charles was going to be there.“I’ll deal with that la
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PULLED STRINGS
Sophia paced back and forth in her small office, phone pressed tightly to her ear as Robert’s voice came through the line.“Take a chill pill, Sophia. I’ll get on this as soon as I drop this call. Don’t worry about it,” Robert said, his tone casual, like he wasn’t about to solve the biggest problem of her week with a snap of his fingers.“Easy for you to say,” Sophia snapped, gripping her phone tighter. “Ms. Thatcher acts like she owns my life! Like I don’t have the right to breathe unless it benefits her and her precious deadlines.” The frustration boiled up again just thinking about her boss’s smug face. “I swear she thinks I’m some kind of robot who doesn’t need a break.”Robert chuckled softly on the other end. “Sounds like she needs the vacation more than you.”“Yeah, well, maybe she should take one and leave me the hell alone for once,” Sophia grumbled. There was a brief silence before she added, “Thanks, Robert. Seriously.”“Anytime, Soph. I’ll let you know when it’s sorted.” A
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CHIT-CHAT
Sophia was savoring her lunch, a plate of spicy chicken pasta with a side of garlic bread,when she picked up her phone. She had the habit of going through her phone while she ate. She checked her last messages notifications and Robert's were the most recent. She glanced down and saw Robert’s last text: “All set. Enjoy your cruise.” The warmth of the message was a nice contrast to the heat of her pasta. She couldn’t help but smile, feeling a mix of excitement and curiosity. Trying to Finish up her lunch, she decided to call him via Instagram. She wasn’t expecting him to answer—he was a billionaire, after all, probably swamped with meetings and high-stakes deals. But to her surprise, he picked up after only two rings.“Hey, Sophia. All set?” Robert’s voice was light, almost playful.“Seriously? You’re answering calls during business hours?” Sophia teased, her eyes twinkling. “I thought you’d be too busy conquering the world.”Robert chuckled. “I like to stay in touch with people
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BLIND DATE
Robert stared at his phone, raising an eyebrow at the text from his mother: "Call me NOW." The urgency made him chuckle. His mother was always dramatic, but she usually had her reasons. He dialed her number, half-expecting something major.“Finally,” her voice came through, a mix of warmth and irritation. “I thought you were going to ignore your poor mother.”“Ma, I run a company,” Robert replied with a smirk. “I don’t have time to drop everything at your every whim.”“You think you’re so important with your billions,” she shot back, but he could hear the smile in her voice. “You’re not too important for your mother.”“Not this again,” Robert sighed, bracing himself for whatever was coming next. His mother always had a way of turning the tables, no matter how hard he tried to stay ahead.“So, I’ve already booked you a blind date for this evening,” she said casually, like she was discussing dinner plans. "Sorry I'm just getting to tell you, your old ma has a lot to do with this weakly
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IMPRESSION
Evening descended swiftly, and Robert was already dressed for the blind date his mother had set up. The whole thing felt ridiculous, but he'd learned not to underestimate her persistence. It was five minutes until the arranged time for dinner. Robert smirked, glancing at his Patek Philippe Grand Complications, the gleaming platinum watch catching the light. He had no intention of being on time. If anything, he wanted to show up late, appear unbothered and ruthless.Standing before the mirror, he adjusted his black silk tie, his tailored Tom Ford suit fitting like it had been made for his body alone—because it had. The deep charcoal fabric accentuated his broad shoulders and lean frame. A subtle checkered pattern ran through the suit, understated yet undeniably expensive. Beneath the jacket, a crisp white shirt clung to him, the collar sharp and refined. He reached up, smoothing back his dark hair, not a strand out of place.Axel, his assistant, stepped into the room, holding out the k
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