JAZZLYN stood in front of the vanity mirror in Camille’s luxurious bedroom. She looked at her reflection with a mix of dread and disbelief. Her best friend Camille was busy applying foundation to her face, dabbing a concealer over her every blemish.
“I really don't want to do this, Camille,” Jazzlyn muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. “This is too risky. What if your dad finds out?” A playful grin curving Camille’s lips. “Just do your best to make sure the guy doesn't fall for you. That's the whole plan, remember?” Jazzlyn sighed, she wanted to avoid her reflection in the mirror. Even with Camille’s makeup skill, she could still see the imperfection. Her fingers grazed over her cheeks where a cluster of pimples refused to disappear no matter the treatment. Jazzlyn couldn't help but lose confidence when Camille was standing beside her, who always looked flawlessly beautiful. Camille took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Stop it, Jazz, you're beautiful. Just let me work on this makeup, okay? I’ll make sure that no one will see anything but the gorgeous you.” Jazzlyn managed a small smile but deep inside, she was really nervous. They were classmates in college, Jazzlyn was a scholar and a top student, while Camille from a wealthy family. They clicked immediately when they first met. Despite being from one of the richest families in the world, Camille had never let it affect their friendship. Camille never flaunted her wealth, and Jazzlyn admire that about her. They had been inseparable since then. “Tell me who's that guy you're into that you have to decline this blind date?” A dreamy look crossed Camille’s face. “I don't know his name yet, but I’ll find him. I just need a little time which is why I need you to go for me tonight.” “I feel ridiculous,” Jazzlyn mambled. “What if he won't buy this plan? What if this guy already knows you?” “I can assure you he won’t,” Camille said with confidence. “Just stick to the plan, okay? One dinner. Smile, nod and keep things light. Tomorrow you can get back to being yourself. Simple, right?” She nudged Jazzlyn playfully. Before Jazzlyn could respond, Camille handed her a black elegant dress. Jazzlyn was hesitant first but finally slipped to it. Camille adjusted the dress to make sure it's perfectly presentable. “You looked great, Jazz!” Jazzlyn turned and faced the mirror. She felt she was about to step into a world she didn't belong. *** JAZZLYN entered the luxurious restaurant and she spotted her blind date sitting at a corner table. Her legs suddenly felt weak as she recognized that man. It was Kevin Alvarez—the CFO of Alpha Holdings Group. Her boss! Kevin was incredibly handsome. His dark hair was perfectly styled, and the tailored black suit showed off his broad shoulders, fitting him like a second skin. His deep brown eyes were warm, giving him an intense look that only made him more attractive. Jazzlyn had a huge crush on him since she started to work at Alpha Holdings a year ago. She never got a chance to see Kevin smiling at her—until now. Everything was different. He was smiling at her for this blind date. Her heart pounded with excitement and fear flooding over her. What if he recognized her? Her palms grew sweaty as he approached him hoping her disguise would hold. Kevin stood up when she reached the table, his eyes lighting up as he looked at her. “You must be Camille Huffman?” he asked with a smile. “Y-Yes I-I am. I’m Camille Huffman,” she responded nervously. Kevin was captivated, his warm gaze locked on her. And for a moment, Jazzlyn felt her heart skip realizing he was more handsome up close. “I didn't know Camille Huffman could be so stunning,” he said, pulling the chair for her. “Have a seat.” Jazzlyn froze as his words hit her. It was the first time other than her father and her best friend had ever called her beautiful. Coming from Kevin, it felt completely different. “T-Thank you,” she said smilingly and sat on a chair. She let herself enjoy the feeling that someone like Kevin might actually see her as beautiful. The feeling faded instantly as she remembered that she was supposed to turn him down because that was the plan. But as she looked at Kevin, she knew this wasn't easy. They started talking, and before Jazzlyn knew it, they were discussing favorite foods, places, likes and dislikes. She found herself nodding the whole time, agreeing with everything he said. She also remembered all these little details about him at work. “This date is amazing. And this has been one of the best dates I’ve had in a long time,” he said. “How about we keep it going? Let's grab a drink at a bar nearby.” Jazzlyn became tense but she was trying to stay calm. She needed to end this date, but his smile was melting her. “Uh, I’m not sure,” she said. “I’m supposed to head home soon and I need to wake up early tomorrow.” Kevin raised his eyebrow, teasingly. “Just one drink? It doesn't have to be a late night. Besides, I can't let such a fun date end this quickly.” Jazzlyn hesitated. She knew she should say no, but his confidence, his charm was overwhelming. She couldn't shake the feeling that maybe she should let herself enjoy this for a little while. “Alright,” she finally agreed. “Just one drink.” Kevin’s smile brightened. “Great!”THE BAR was waved with loud music and flashing lights. The place was packed with people enjoying the upbeat sound making everything feel lively and exciting. But as Jazzlyn stepped in, an uneasy feeling crept her. She wasn't used to being in the crowd, especially being the center of attention. Tonight she could feel it. All heads turned toward her and their eyes followed her move. Everyone was captivated by her beauty.She took a deep breath, forcing herself to ignore it. But her hands were clammy, her heart was racing, and she wasn't sure if it was from the sudden attention or Kevin's presence beside her. She could barely believe that she was here, standing with the man she had admired for so long, and he was looking at her as if she were the only person in the room.Jazzlyn felt both elated and terrified, her heart caught between the thrill of being with Kevin and the guilt was gnawing at her for deceiving him. She could feel the weight of her disguise. She wasn't Camille. She was
THE NEXT MORNING, Jazzlyn woke up with a splitting headache, maybe because of the alcohol effect last night. She barely remembered how the night ended after going out to a bar with Kevin. Everything was hazy. She scanned the unfamiliar room until she realized that she was inside the hotel recognizing the logo on the food menu by the bedside table. She turned toward the man lying next to her in bed. Heart pounding, she reached out hesitantly, her hand brushing his muscular arm. “Kevin,” she whispered, expecting Kevin to respond. But something felt off. There was no response, that's why Jazzlyn looked at him closely. She froze. This wasn't Kevin! Her heart pounded with surprise as she stared at the stranger’s face. Yet he was insanely handsome, but this isn't the man she thought she was with. She was covered with a blanket shared with this man. She gasped after she saw herself naked and so was he! “Oh, no, no, no! This can't be!” she thought to herself confirming that somethi
BACK at the hotel, Erwan slowly woke up. He frowned, sitting up, and rubbing his eyes. He realized that the woman he spent last night with was gone. That night was foggy, he only remembered someone was inside of his room expecting it was a woman she met from the bar.He stretched and something caught his eyes on the nightstand. He noticed a wallet and a necklace left behind. He picked up the necklace and a strange feeling stirred his memory because of the pendant “Ynamorata”. His head throbbed and his chest tightened as a memory flashed something from long ago, something that didn’t make sense yet.Out of curiosity, he opened the wallet. His eyes widened as he saw the picture of a woman inside. This woman looked different than he was expecting. He blinked with confusion, questioning himself if he was really with this woman last night.Before he could think further, his phone rang. It was his executive assistant, Sean. “Good morning, Sir. I am on my way to your hotel.”“Alright,” Erwa
JAZZLYN stared blankly as she sat at her desk. She hadn't touched a single one of the papers assigned to her for audit. Her mind was occupied by the unexpected events. The shock of seeing Erwan had left her in daze, she felt like it was the end of this world.She needed some fresh air, so she stood up and left the office for a while. Her heart raced as she tried to process everything. First, if it wasn't for her love for her best friend, she wouldn't have done something reckless pretending to be Camille. And now, the unexpected encounter with Erwan and knowing that he was actually Kevin's cousin.She messed up her hair and then leaned against the wall. It feels like her life turned upside down. How did everything get so complicated? Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She checked her phone to read a message from Kevin.Kevin: I’m so excited for our dinner tonight :)Her heart skipped a beat after reading that message. This was not exactly the distraction she needed, but then she quickl
MEANWHILE, Jazzlyn stood in front of the mirror. Camille quickly moved through her makeup. Foundation, more dabs of concealer and a swift brush of powder to set everything in place. She reached Jazzlyn’s eyeshadow, applying soft browns and golds on her lids, followed by a quick line of eyeliner and mascara. Camille grabbed her new lipstick from her bag. “Let’s use this, I bought this from Paris. It will make you look even perfect.”Jazzlyn took a small smile while Camille applied a deep rosy shade on her lips. It was bold but beautiful. “Thanks,” she said, smacking her lips together.Camille stood back. “So, you're gonna end this now since you failed to do it last time?” she asked. Jazzlyn froze for a second, she pretended to focus on fixing her hair. “I have no choice, Camille. I don’t want to keep pretending.”“I'm sorry if I put you in this situation. If I had known that it was Kevin, I should have done it by myself.” Camille knew that Jazzlyn had a crush on Kevin. Jazzlyn faced
MEANWHILE, Jazzlyn stood in front of the mirror. Camille quickly moved through her makeup. Foundation, more dabs of concealer and a swift brush of powder to set everything in place. She reached Jazzlyn’s eyeshadow, applying soft browns and golds on her lids, followed by a quick line of eyeliner and mascara. Camille grabbed her new lipstick from her bag. “Let’s use this, I bought this from Paris. It will make you look even perfect.”Jazzlyn took a small smile while Camille applied a deep rosy shade on her lips. It was bold but beautiful. “Thanks,” she said, smacking her lips together.Camille stood back. “So, you're gonna end this now since you failed to do it last time?” she asked. Jazzlyn froze for a second, she pretended to focus on fixing her hair. “I have no choice, Camille. I don’t want to keep pretending.”“I'm sorry if I put you in this situation. If I had known that it was Kevin, I should have done it by myself.” Camille knew that Jazzlyn had a crush on Kevin. Jazzlyn faced
JAZZLYN stared blankly as she sat at her desk. She hadn't touched a single one of the papers assigned to her for audit. Her mind was occupied by the unexpected events. The shock of seeing Erwan had left her in daze, she felt like it was the end of this world.She needed some fresh air, so she stood up and left the office for a while. Her heart raced as she tried to process everything. First, if it wasn't for her love for her best friend, she wouldn't have done something reckless pretending to be Camille. And now, the unexpected encounter with Erwan and knowing that he was actually Kevin's cousin.She messed up her hair and then leaned against the wall. It feels like her life turned upside down. How did everything get so complicated? Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She checked her phone to read a message from Kevin.Kevin: I’m so excited for our dinner tonight :)Her heart skipped a beat after reading that message. This was not exactly the distraction she needed, but then she quickl
BACK at the hotel, Erwan slowly woke up. He frowned, sitting up, and rubbing his eyes. He realized that the woman he spent last night with was gone. That night was foggy, he only remembered someone was inside of his room expecting it was a woman she met from the bar.He stretched and something caught his eyes on the nightstand. He noticed a wallet and a necklace left behind. He picked up the necklace and a strange feeling stirred his memory because of the pendant “Ynamorata”. His head throbbed and his chest tightened as a memory flashed something from long ago, something that didn’t make sense yet.Out of curiosity, he opened the wallet. His eyes widened as he saw the picture of a woman inside. This woman looked different than he was expecting. He blinked with confusion, questioning himself if he was really with this woman last night.Before he could think further, his phone rang. It was his executive assistant, Sean. “Good morning, Sir. I am on my way to your hotel.”“Alright,” Erwa
THE NEXT MORNING, Jazzlyn woke up with a splitting headache, maybe because of the alcohol effect last night. She barely remembered how the night ended after going out to a bar with Kevin. Everything was hazy. She scanned the unfamiliar room until she realized that she was inside the hotel recognizing the logo on the food menu by the bedside table. She turned toward the man lying next to her in bed. Heart pounding, she reached out hesitantly, her hand brushing his muscular arm. “Kevin,” she whispered, expecting Kevin to respond. But something felt off. There was no response, that's why Jazzlyn looked at him closely. She froze. This wasn't Kevin! Her heart pounded with surprise as she stared at the stranger’s face. Yet he was insanely handsome, but this isn't the man she thought she was with. She was covered with a blanket shared with this man. She gasped after she saw herself naked and so was he! “Oh, no, no, no! This can't be!” she thought to herself confirming that somethi
THE BAR was waved with loud music and flashing lights. The place was packed with people enjoying the upbeat sound making everything feel lively and exciting. But as Jazzlyn stepped in, an uneasy feeling crept her. She wasn't used to being in the crowd, especially being the center of attention. Tonight she could feel it. All heads turned toward her and their eyes followed her move. Everyone was captivated by her beauty.She took a deep breath, forcing herself to ignore it. But her hands were clammy, her heart was racing, and she wasn't sure if it was from the sudden attention or Kevin's presence beside her. She could barely believe that she was here, standing with the man she had admired for so long, and he was looking at her as if she were the only person in the room.Jazzlyn felt both elated and terrified, her heart caught between the thrill of being with Kevin and the guilt was gnawing at her for deceiving him. She could feel the weight of her disguise. She wasn't Camille. She was
JAZZLYN stood in front of the vanity mirror in Camille’s luxurious bedroom. She looked at her reflection with a mix of dread and disbelief. Her best friend Camille was busy applying foundation to her face, dabbing a concealer over her every blemish.“I really don't want to do this, Camille,” Jazzlyn muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. “This is too risky. What if your dad finds out?”A playful grin curving Camille’s lips. “Just do your best to make sure the guy doesn't fall for you. That's the whole plan, remember?”Jazzlyn sighed, she wanted to avoid her reflection in the mirror. Even with Camille’s makeup skill, she could still see the imperfection. Her fingers grazed over her cheeks where a cluster of pimples refused to disappear no matter the treatment. Jazzlyn couldn't help but lose confidence when Camille was standing beside her, who always looked flawlessly beautiful.Camille took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Stop it, Jazz, you're beautiful. Just let me work o