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A NEON HAZE
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PRETEND PRINCESS EARLY MORNINGS AND UNWANTED QUESTIONS
(Yuki’s POV)Mornings sucked.Especially after the emotional wreckage that had been last night.But I wasn’t about to let that ruin my work ethic, so I dragged myself back to the office before sunrise.The only person around was Carl, the cleaner, mopping the lobby with his usual slow, methodical swipes.“Ah, look who’s here before the cock crows,” Carl mused, side-eyeing me as I strolled in. “What’s got you out of bed this early, Yuyu?”I gave him a dramatic sigh. “Oh, you know. Just my boss being the devil incarnate. He gave me ten months’ worth of files to finish in a single day.”Carl whistled. “Damn. That’s rough.”“You have no idea.”I leaned against the reception desk, waiting for the maintenance guy to finish up with the elevator. Carl continued mopping, occasionally glancing at me with amusement.“Not gonna lie, kid. You dress fancier than anyone I’ve seen at this place.”I grinned, doing a little spin to show off my outfit. “Flattery will get you everywhere, my dear Carl.”T
Last Updated : 2025-02-22PRETEND PRINCESS FIX IT WITH ROSES
Creed’s POVI watched in growing horror as Yu-Yu slumped into the chair opposite me, burying her face in her hands, and let out a heartbreaking sob. My body tensed. What the hell was I supposed to do now?I wasn’t used to this. I had no problem dealing with a screaming client or firing an incompetent employee on the spot, but a crying woman? That was a whole different battlefield—one I had never won.I opened my mouth, then closed it. I rubbed my jaw, exhaled sharply, and finally pinched the bridge of my nose. Why did I say that?I hadn’t meant to be cruel. I was just… curious. I had a habit of speaking without a filter, especially when something intrigued me. And Yu-Yu Roman intrigued me in ways I didn’t want to admit.I was about to tell her to stop crying—that it wasn’t that serious—when I suddenly remembered Lucy.My sister, Lucy, had been the toughest girl I knew. Smart. Determined. The kind of person who would argue until her face turned blue just to prove a point. But then ther
Last Updated : 2025-02-23PRETEND PRINCESS LOVING HIM BLINDLY
Yuki's pov Eric leaned back against my bedroom door, arms crossed, that same cocky smirk plastered on his annoyingly perfect face. "I don't understand why you're so angry with me. You should be happy, rolling on the ground, barking like my little puppy, happy to see its owner."I rolled my eyes so hard I was surprised they didn’t fall out of my head. "Right, I should be really glad and happy to see my boyfriend—who went on a trip I couldn’t afford anyway, knowing how much I wanted to go there—and despite all of that, managed not to give me a single fucking phone call over the two weeks he was there. And when I finally called you, you were apparently busy. That’s really fucked up, Eric, even for you."Eric let out an exaggerated sigh, stepping forward, hands finding my shoulders. He started kneading the tension there, his touch irritatingly familiar. "Okay, baby, look, I’m sorry. Let Daddy make it up to you."I jerked away, swatting his hands off. "I don’t want you to touch me. Get of
Last Updated : 2025-02-23PRETEND PRINCESS TRAFFIC LIGHTS STATEMENT
Yuki's POVFriday arrived, and I was ecstatic.I strutted into the office with the confidence of a deity descending upon mere mortals. My bright yellow pantsuit shines like the sun itself, paired perfectly with my black turtleneck. My mother’s old bra—stuffed just enough to give the illusion of a feminine figure—rests snugly beneath my top. I had debated wearing it for a good twenty minutes this morning, staring at my reflection, wondering if it was too much. But the turtleneck made my chest look impossibly flat, and any woman, no matter how small, would at least have something.“I never thought you’d still be saving me in your sleep, Mama,” I whisper, adjusting the fit one last time before leaving. “But just so you know, you slay regardless.”Suzu barks, cocking his head at me in confusion.“Don’t worry, Suu-doll, it’s still your pops, Yuki. I just look a little more like a god than I usually do.”When I step into the office, heads turn. Compliments rain down on me from every angle li
Last Updated : 2025-02-26PRETEND PRINCESS DON'T SAY PLEASE
Creed’s POVZara stormed into my office like a hurricane, her eyes red-rimmed, her mismatched buttons a clear sign of how hastily she had dressed. My entire body tensed. I had seen her like this before—too many times to count. And it never ended well.“You—You complete and utter bastard,” she spat, her voice thick with emotion, trembling with fury.I barely had a second to register her words before she was on me, shoving her hands against my chest, fists clenched like she was moments away from breaking apart. Her body shook as she hit me, over and over, with nothing more than weak, desperate strikes.“Why, Creed? Why don’t you love me?”“Zara—”“Why are you letting him do this to me?” she choked out, her voice cracking mid-sentence.My stomach twisted. I grabbed her wrists, gently, trying to still her trembling hands. “Zara, are you taking Molly again?”Her breath hitched, and for a split second, a flicker of guilt crossed her face before she masked it with anger. She yanked her arms
Last Updated : 2025-02-26PRETEND PRINCESS THE THORN IN HIS SLIDE
Yuki’s POVI practically drag my feet into Creed X Technologies, leaving behind a trail of pure misery.No one—literally no one—should be forced to come to work this early on a weekend. It’s inhumane.But, of course, here I am. The universe’s favorite punching bag.Maybe that’s why I didn’t even bother dressing up today—just a cropped hoodie, sweatpants, and my busted old Nikes. I looked like I had given up on life. And honestly? I had.When I push open the glass doors, the silence is deafening.The normally chaotic office is completely empty.Lucky bastards.I stomp straight to my desk and boot up my computer, forcing myself to focus. If I have to be here, I might as well crush my workload and get ahead.For the first two hours, I’m actually productive.And then—Boredom sets in.I slump back in my chair with a dramatic groan, glaring at my screen like it just personally betrayed me. My fingers ache from typing. My brain aches from thinking. I check my phone, praying hours have passe
Last Updated : 2025-02-27PRETEND PRINCESS THE DEVIL AND THE DATE
Yuki’s POVBy the time I make it home, I feel like I’ve been dragged through the depths of hell.The cold night air does little to soothe me—if anything, it just reminds me how exhausted I am. My feet ache, my body feels drained, and my brain?Fried.I unlock the door and step inside, already craving my bed—but the sight before me makes me perk up instantly."LILY!" I shriek, sprinting toward her.She barely has time to react before I launch myself at her, wrapping her in a tight bear hug and squishing her tiny frame against me."Oh my God, Yuki—" she wheezes. "You’re going to kill me!""Let me enjoy human contact a little bit," I whine, nuzzling into her shoulder. "I have never been more drained in my entire life. Good call on telling me to wear the wig today—I would’ve definitely gotten busted for sure."Lily pries herself out of my grip, rubbing her ribs dramatically. "Yuyu, I keep telling you, one day you're gonna crush me to death and my ghost will haunt your overly dramatic ass.
Last Updated : 2025-02-27PRETEND PRINCESS THE SLAY-DAY
Yuki’s POVI wake up feeling invincible.Maybe it’s the leftover endorphins from the weekend. Maybe it’s the fact that I had an amazing time and got thoroughly wrecked. Maybe it’s the sheer joy of being alive, of waking up and choosing violence (in the form of a rhinestone-covered dress).Whatever it is, today feels like a slay-day.I stretch out, limbs loose, body light, and roll over to find Suzu still curled up on my bed. My little three-legged princess is snoring softly, her tiny belly rising and falling with each breath.“Hey, Suu,” I murmur, stroking her fur, I'm going to get ready,are you going to miss me?”She stirs, letting out a tiny yawn before opening her eyes and barking excitedly.I laugh, lifting her up and pressing a loud, smacking kiss to the top of her head.“Yeah, I bet you are,” I say, setting her down before stretching again.Time to get ready.---My outfit is a statement.Rhinestone-covered short dress, chunky boots, and a shimmering aura of confidence. My wig i
Last Updated : 2025-02-27
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PRETEND PRINCESS MR SICK MALCOLM
Yuki’s POVMy chest felt tight when I saw Zara clinging to Creed.Engaged or not, they were destined to be.At least, that's what it appeared.They moved like two people who had already spent a lifetime together. Whether it was toxic, whether it was a mess, there was a sense of destiny in the way she clung to him.And I hated that I was there, seeing it.I wanted to leave.I wanted to disappear before I saw something that would ruin whatever was left of my night.So I turned, heading towards the door, holding my head up high—like nobody else in that ballroom mattered.It was stupid, but it made me sick.Entitled bitch.I fought with my clutch, gripping it harder as I moved forward, angry that Creed was still standing there, looking at me."Let me take you home," his voice cut through the cold in the air, harsh and unyielding.I hesitated."I think we've had enough of a jumpscare tonight," he went on, his voice almost playful, as if he was trying to make it sound less like a command.I
PRETEND PRINCESS COLD FURY
Zara's POVThe wind slapped me in the face, but it wasn't as icy as the rage burning inside of me.I didn't know how long I'd been unconscious. Five minutes? Ten? Long enough for my toes to go numb in these ridiculous heels.Snow was falling, silent and soft, blanketing the sidewalk in a thin layer of white.I barely registered it.Because all I could see in my mind was him.Creed. And that pestering, silly, fake, peacock-hair girl.Yuyu.Of course it would have to be her. The one person who somehow succeeded in getting me like this.She wasn't even supposed to be here. Why was she here?And why was he looking at her like that?It was stupid. They were stupid.This was not jealousy. I was not jealous. I just—I wanted revenge.I hadn't even known what that was yet, but I was going to learn.Maybe I'd dance with the next fellow who emerged out here. Maybe I'd kiss someone just to defy him. Maybe—Gunfire.I froze.The sound ripped through the air like thunder, echoing from inside the g
PRETEND PRINCESS UNWANTED GUESTS
Zara's POVI had trouble keeping my gaze on the glass of champagne in front of me, much less the mindless chatter of the people around me. My gaze kept drifting—no, burning—toward them.Creed and Yuki.Sitting together, talking, their bodies inclined toward one another in that close, comfortable way. Creed had that lost look in his eyes, the same one that made people want to reach out and touch him, to repair whatever was broken inside. And Yuki—grr, she looked fabulous, as always, in that ridiculous peacock dress.I should have guessed she'd show up looking like a painting.I clenched my jaw.I wasn't jealous. Not of Yuki, at least.I was only. infuriated.I had been avoiding Creed all evening, and that he hadn't bothered to get up and seek me out? Livid."Zara, sweetheart, are you even hearing me?"I snapped back to reality, my rage sharpening into something deadly as I focused on Todd. Ew. Todd.One of the dozens of CreedX Technologies board members, someone I hadn't even known ab
PRETEND PRINCESS A GILDED CAGE
Creed's POVThe CreedX Technologies Gala was, not surprisingly, a lavish event.It was held in the city's most luxurious ballroom, and the entire production was dripping with excess. Crystal chandeliers swooped from the ceiling like water icicles, spilling shattered light across the crowd of stylishly attired upper crust. The marble floors glimmered, polished to such a high shine that they reflected the tall flower arrangements and extravagant golden centerpieces on each table. Black- and white-clad waiters navigated the crowd with trays of champagne and hors d'oeuvres—small caviar canapés, smoked salmon tartlets, and small filet mignon.The air was heavy with costly perfume and the muted buzz of polite talk, punctuated every now and then by the clinking of glasses and eruptions of laughter.I was bored to tears.I had already danced with three women, each one as replaceable as the champagne flutes being replenished. The first, a brunette in an emerald gown, prattled on about her fami
PRETEND PRINCESS PICKING UP PIECES
Yuki's POVThe rain had ceased, and all that remained was the cold wetness of the air and the sound of our silence.I had stepped over a line.This shouldn't have occurred.We shouldn't have been so absorbed with one another like this—anything that dissolved the lines between us was dangerous. Worse, it could cost me my job."So… you and that restless employee?" Creed's voice came out of nowhere, shattering the silence.I blinked. "Who? Jacob?" A smile tugged at my lips."Yeah. Something's up."I feigned a gasp, placing my hand on my chest dramatically. "What are you suggesting, Mr. Malcolm? That I'm playing both of you?"He chuckled, but there was a sharp glint in his eyes."Jacob is cute," I admitted, crossing my legs. "But unfortunately, he isn't my type."A vibration rocked the truck.And then Creed was closer.Too close.My breath stuck in my throat, my heart pounding in my ear."So, Miss Roman." His voice was low, the heat of his breath on me. ".tell me, what's your type?"My th
PRETEND PRINCESS BOYFRIEND
Creeds pov The words spilled out so fast, so quietly, that I nearly missed them.I frowned. "Why?"She was quiet for a very long time, and I thought maybe she wouldn't answer. But then her voice was there, even and soft."Because it feels like he's all I have."Her words fell into my chest, heavy and sharp.I sort of leaned in, my elbows on my knees. "Don't you have someone else?"She gave a hard, bittersweet laugh. "People around me? Sure. But it's different, isn't it?"Yes. I certainly understood that. The ability to be a crowd of people but still being the only person alone in the room. "Yuyu" I spoke softly.Her head jerked up a bit, and I could barely catch a glint of her eyes in the blackness."People tell you family is the people who are supposed to love you no matter what," I continued, softer. "But sometimes, they're just the ones who hurt you the most."She didn't say anything, but I could feel her looking at me.I swung around, running a hand through my dripping hair."M
PRETEND PRINCESS BREWING DISASTER
Creed's POVI have no clue how I ended up here in this park, but it was… peaceful. I sat on a rock under a massive tree, its branches shielding me from the brunt of the rain. Cold drops still hit my skin, but it was better than wandering the streets blindly, drowning in my own thoughts.I had to think. I had to start over.And yet, the moment I closed my eyes, she was there in my head.Yu Yu Roman.That girl.I didn't know when or how, but something had changed. Something inside of me. I couldn't help it anymore. She wasn't just a passing thought—she was consuming me. The way she moved, the way she talked, the way she always seemed to be running from something, even when she was standing still.Was she the reason I called off the engagement? Was she the reason I couldn't move forward with Zara? Was she the reason I was so fucking frustrated, like my entire life had been a series of choices that led me straight to her?I exhaled a sigh, running a hand through my wet hair.This was a di
PRETEND PRINCESS MEMORIES BOUND TO ME
Creed's POVZara's lips trembled, her breath catching as she shook her head."You're a precious gem," I whispered. "And gems are supposed to be adored, not neglected by someone who doesn't know their value."For a second, I thought she'd break. That she'd cry. That she'd say she knew.Instead, she laughed. A cold, empty sound."It's you, isn't it?" she whispered, her voice biting and accusing.I frowned. "Zara—""Don't fucking lie to me, Creed," she spat, fists knotting at her sides. "It's him, isn't it?!"My brows furrowed. "No, this is about us—""It's him! Roman!" Her voice rose, shrill and cracking with emotion. "I knew that bitch was going to get in my way!""Zara, stop." I reached out to catch her, but she shoved me off, eyes blazing with hurt."All this time," she seethed. "You never loved me, did you? You never wanted this! After everything we've been through, I—" Her voice broke, and she swallowed. "We deserve to be together! You deserve to be with me!""Zara—"She slapped me
PRETEND PRINCESS EVERYTHING HURTS
Zara's pov"Creed, no, it's not alright." I shook my head, gripping my fork a little more tightly. "I don't like it when everything feels so tight between us. The way we aren't close anymore like we used to be. I don't like it when you put me on this 'you might break' pedestal."He stiffened but said nothing.I breathed in deeply and cut my pancake, bringing the chunk to my mouth. As soon as it hit my tongue, I softly moaned, closing my eyes for an instant. "God, why are these so good?"Creed snorted a little laugh, but I knew it was fake.I opened my eyes and gazed into his. "I don't want you to worry about me that way, Creed. Not like I'm some delicate thing you have to tiptoe around. I know I screw up. I know I do crazy things sometimes, but I don't want it to be this—this burden between us."I put my fork down."We're going to get married soon."Creed's jaw tightened."And I don't enjoy the thought of us not being on the same page," I continued. "I don't want to be with someone wh
