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LOVE IS AN IDIOT
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PRETEND PRINCESS LOVE IS AN IDIOT
Yuki's povI stared at the screen for a solid five seconds before I answered. "Oh, wow. Who is this? I don't recognize the number because, you know, you never fucking call me.""Don't get started," Eric said, voice smooth, a little frayed. "I'm calling you now, aren't I?""Yeah, after weeks of nothing, Mr. International Playboy.""Business trips, baby. You know how it is.""Do I? Do I really? Because last I knew, business trips didn't consist of you disappearing off the face of the fucking world."Eric huffed theatrically. "You're so heartless to me.""And you're so thoughtless."There was silence. I bit my lip, tightening fingers around my phone. Every time Eric would leave, he made me as if I were nothing. No calls, no messages. Like I was forgotten. And every time, I told myself I wouldn't care. That I was accustomed to it.But still, it stung.Eric broke the silence. "I'm gonna be in town next week."I blinked. "Next week? Like, after I get back from the resort?""Yeah."I exhaled
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Yuki's pov The group erupted into joyful screams."No fucking way!" Jason bellowed, his voice on the verge of cracking."This is insane!" another person screamed.Others began to pull out their phones and take photos and videos like they had just been informed they were getting on a flight to heaven. I just stood there. Stunned. Completely shocked.Creed has his own personal plane.I shouldn't be surprised. The man practically oozed wealth, but this was different. This wasn't just money. This was stupid rich people money.As the plane doors opened, about four flight attendants stepped out, dressed like they were auditioning for Best Etiquette: The Reality Show. Their uniforms were perfect—so neatly pressed, I was convinced not even a speck of lint dared to touch them. They walked in perfect unison, their smiles polished, their posture so straight it could rival a steel rod.“Welcome aboard the Creed 1011,” one of them said with a graceful bow. “We will be assisting you throughout the
Last Updated : 2025-03-15PRETEND PRINCESS EVER PINE MOUNTAIN RESORT
Creed's POVSince everybody was in the lobby, I cleared my throat and addressed the team."For the meantime, everyone needs to rest," I told the room, scanning the faces. "We're heading to the resort later this afternoon. Our flight was overnight, so all of you need to recuperate first before anything else."There were agreements, as well as some tired yawns."Rooms are already booked," I continued, looking at my watch. "You all should have your key cards in your emails. Call the front desk if you need anything."And I dismissed them.I was not even that fatigued, but I went to my suite anyway, Zara trailing behind me.She was already talking by the time the door closed behind us."I still don't see why you chose this place," she sulked, letting her designer handbag fall onto the couch. "We could have gone to Switzerland. Or Japan. I could be shopping right now instead of being stuck here in this pit."I tuned her out, heading over to the minibar to fix myself a drink. The hotel wasn'
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Yuki's pov "Mind if I join you for a swim too?" he asked, already pulling his shirt off.I gave him a bland look and sipped my drink. "I'm actually having some time to myself, but thanks for offering."It was the nice way I could say get lost.For a second, I figured he'd catch on, but he just smiled wider, no doubt believing my spurning was flirting."Oh, c'mon," he coaxed, moving in closer, "you can't just be here alone, looking all—""I see you're having a good time.”That low, unmistakable voice sent a brutal shiver down my spine.I jerked my head up.Creed.Oh, God.My heart slammed into my ribs. I didn't even have to look around to know I was trapped.I stiffened right away, panic scrabbling up my throat.It wasn't that I didn't like Creed—not at all.The problem was… Creed wasn't in my circle, he was a billionaire, a billionaire with a very angry girlfriend.Something about all of it was wrong, plus above everything else, I wanted to keep this job and every single time he was
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Yuki's POVI have no clue who among my marketing co-workers doesn't like me, but apparently, someone does.That's the only explanation for why I am now standing in the midst of a winter wonderland hell, strapped to a death machine they call a snowboard, instead of lounging in my toasty, safe hot spring."This is a terrible idea," I declared, crossing arms and trying to will my co-workers away with stubbornness.Come on, Bunny, don't buzzkill me," Surf Bro—also Steve Blake, also my own personal nightmare—grinned as he tightened the straps on my boots. "You've got to send it! Full send! Ever shred anything before?"I gave him a nasty look. "I have never, ever shredded a single thing in my whole life except cheese, and I intend to keep it that way."The marketing team erupted into laughter."Yuyu, you have to at least try!" one of them teased."Come on, don't you want to experience what skiing on snow is like?" another hinted."Yes," I nodded for effect. "I do. And that is why I watch ot
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Yuki’s POVI sprinted to my room like my life depended on it.My helmet was barely clinging to my head, my wig had shifted, and my entire body was screaming at me in confusion, frustration, and absolute panic.I slammed the door behind me, tearing my helmet off with such ferocity that it bounced off the ground. My hands tore at the idiot snowboarding gear that had let me down."Idiot board, idiot straps, idiot Creed and his idiot…idiot everything!" I snarled, biting at the boots first and nearly falling over as I kicked them off. The jacket was next, then the pants, and—That's when I saw him.Jacob.Standing in the corner of my room.Holding a bouquet of flowers.Staring at me with wide, frozen eyes.Oh.OH FUCK.My wig was already halfway off, my bonnet hanging around my neck like some miserable scarf.And worse—My, uh, somewhat unfortunate situation was still revealed.For a good five seconds, we just stared at each other.Then, I did the only logical thing.I screamed.A full, ma
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Yuki's pov Jacob did not take my hand.Didn't even draw breath."…That's a man's name," he said finally, his voice quieter than it had been."Yep."He swallowed convulsively. "S-So you… You're actually a…?"I nodded.Silence.Jacob's eyes flitted downward briefly—And then he went pink.Oh, great.".So," he croaked, voice miserably high. "When we… um… I mean, that time we—uh—"I crossed my arms. "Spit it out, Jacob."He looked anywhere but at me. "S-So all those times I—I—um—"I arched an eyebrow. "All those times you what?"He flinched. "I—I told the guys you were the prettiest girl on the team."There was silence.I smiled. "Well, you're not wrong."He covered his face with his hands and groaned. "Oh my God.""Relax, dude. I take it as a compliment."".So when you hugged me—?"I deadpanned. "Bro. It was a hug. I wasn't going to take you on a date."He groaned even louder. "I TOLD MY MOM ABOUT YOU!"I choked. "You WHAT?!""She wanted me to settle down! I—I thought you were nice! She
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Creed's POVI was enraged.Not irritable. Not annoyed.I was the kind of angry where blood ran hot in my veins full of fury, fists clenched and bricked, jaw so tight it could shatter skulls,to the extent that I couldn't even convince myself otherwise.And yet, instead of turning around like a sane human being, I was following them.Yuyu and Jacob.They walked in together, conversing like old friends—too familiar with one another for my comfort. I followed behind close enough to notice them enter Jacob's resort room, only a few turns down the hallway.I didn't hear what they were saying, but I could see them.And Yuyu… she smiled.Not her friendly, teasing smile she gave me when she was trying to playfully tease me.No.Something else.Her lips curled, speaking words that I could read effortlessly:"I love you, but if you faint on me one more time, I'll drop you like a bad habit."Jacob grinned, tracing the back of his own neck as he spoke—something sweet, something true. Something tha
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Yuki's POVTwo weeks.That's 20,160 minutes. Twenty thousand, one hundred and sixty minutes of pure torture.I'd texted Creed so much. Too much, really. Sorrys I couldn't phrase correctly first, things I didn't have the courage to tell him out loud before, little things I knew he didn't want to hear. I texted anyway, hoping for a crumb of a reply.But there was nothing. No dot. No word. No fucking breath.So I made up my mind. I'd made it up the day everything went wrong—the day everything went in the opposite direction of my plans, like some sick cosmic joke. I was leaving New York. Done. Finito. Finished.Lily hadn't called me for two weeks either. It was as if my world had burst wide open, and I stood in the middle of a great emptiness. Grandpa Roman… two weeks of nothing from him too. Two weeks of not hearing his shaking, bewildered voice, of not chasing after him when he got me mixed up with my mother. Two weeks alone, tearing myself apart, living on my own regrets.I was complet
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Creed's POVTwo weeks.Fourteen days.20,160 minutes.I knew because I counted them. Every goddamn one of them.It's ironic that you know exactly how you feel about someone after 20,160 minutes of silence. No calls. No texts. No presence. Nothing. Just a void where they used to be. The only sound was my own breathing and it had started to get under my skin. My house was worse than my head. Clothes scattered everywhere. Empty bottles. Shattered frames. A grime mountain I could barely bring myself to look at — and still, I hung around there, festering amidst it like some wounded beast.I hadn't left for the office in two weeks. Fourteen days. No one had tried calling anymore. No one knocked. Not since the third day when I ripped the doorbell off of the wall and hurled it out of the window. My stubble was heavy. I barely recognized the face staring back at me in the mirror the occasional time I made the mistake of looking.I flopped onto the bed, blankets that smelled like sweat and guil
PRETEND PRINCESS EVERYTHING HURTS
Yuki's POVI did not know what to do with this. With him. With this. miserable life. Grandpa Roman was bleeding — his hand was slashed open, red spreading onto the floor and Lily's voice disintegrating in horror as she ran left and right. Everything appeared to be unfolding too fast and too slow all at once. The glass, the blood, Suzu's frantic barking, the aching in my chest. My head was an absolute, overwhelming void."Yuki! Grab the first aid kit, now!" Lily screamed.My legs barely worked. I was stuck there, agape, like my brain couldn't wrap around it. Like I couldn't wrap my head around how fast everything disintegrated. One second he was just standing there, screaming at my mother, the next glass was shrouding everything, blood on his wrist, and the fragile reality I was pretending to hold together had broken completely."Yuki!"I jumped and ran for the kit.Lily was pressing a towel over his palm, speaking reassuringly to him but he wouldn't stop struggling, calling out for la
PRETEND PRINCESS REMIND HIM
Zara's POVI was furious. No — furious didn’t even begin to cover it. I was livid, seething, burning so hot I thought my skin might melt off my bones.After everything I did, after everything I exposed… Creed didn’t even react.I expected rage. I expected him to throw that lying, pathetic excuse of a human being out of the building. I expected him to grab me by the arm, pull me aside, demand to know how I found out, maybe even slap me, shake me, fire me, break something — anything.But nothing happened.He stood there, looking like a statue, his eyes void of any of the fire I’d always loved seeing in him. There was no anger, no betrayal, no disgust, not even pain. Just a flat, hollow emptiness.It made me sick.He should’ve done something.I stormed into my mother’s office, slamming the door so hard a frame rattled against the wall.“Mom,” I snapped, pacing the floor like a caged animal. “He didn’t even react.”My mother barely lifted her gaze from her tablet, calm as always. “What a
PRETEND PRINCESS END IT WITH TEARS
Yuki’s POVI felt heavy. So heavy.Like my whole chest had been filled with cement, and someone left me sinking at the bottom of some endless, dark ocean. I laid there, my back flat against my tiny mattress, staring up at the ceiling like it could explain why everything had gone so wrong. My mind was… nothing. A complete abyss. Blank.I couldn’t think.I couldn’t feel.I couldn’t even see properly — everything looked foggy, like my eyes had turned into glass.It felt like a dream.A dream I’d spent years carefully stacking, one fragile piece at a time, and today it just… cracked.Shattered.And in the fallout, I couldn’t even tell where my heart used to be.Why?Why did it have to go down like this?Why did I let it happen?I planned to run, to leave before anyone really got hurt.I never wanted to break anyone.Not him.But it hurt… it hurt so much because I saw it in his eyes — Creed, that mixture of confusion and betrayal and something way worse — like I wasn’t even human to him an
PRETEND PRINCESS YOU DON'T ALWAYS KNOW
Creed’s POVHow could I be so goddamn stupid?The question kept looping in my head like a song you hate but can’t stop hearing. It was there in the way my stomach twisted, the tightness in my jaw, the way my fists clenched at my sides like I could punch the thought away.YuYu Roman.What a fucking joke.Except it wasn’t a joke. It was my life. My embarrassment. My shame.He wasn’t a she.Not even close.And the worst part wasn’t the lying — it was how it made me feel. How kissing him felt good. Too good.Soft lips, warm breath, the way my heart had stumbled in my chest like it didn’t know better. Like it wasn’t supposed to feel disgusted. And when his hand had brushed against my cheek — so light, so tender — something inside me had cracked open, a small flicker of warmth I didn’t think existed anymore.And now?Now it felt like filth under my skin.A goddamn stain.I could still feel it.Still taste it.I wanted to throw up.How could you be so blind? How could you be so easy? So… des
PRETEND PRINCESS SEE YOU AGAIN
Lily's POVThe supermarket smelled of tomatoes, discount floor cleaner, and something sweet baking in the next aisle. I was supposed to be focusing — carrots, lettuce, and a little garlic for Grandpa Roman's soup — but my eyes kept drifting towards the ice cream aisle like a church sinner.I could almost feel the chill tub of chocolate fudge ripple in my hand. One. I could push it into the cart, under the pile of health food. No one would notice. No one had to know.But then my chest tightened.Grandpa.His face flashed before me — pale, confused, his eyes fogging over in those moments when he didn't even know my name. He was declining. The seven hours a day I could care for him between work, errands, and sleep were no longer enough. He needed constant care… and I was failing.I swallowed the guilt and picked up a bag of spinach when something sharp, something intimate hit my nose. A scent. New cologne, with something masculine and citrus notes. My airway stopped.It couldn't be.Not
PRETEND PRINCESS HURT LIKE HELL
Yuki's POVThe world shattered.Not figuratively. Not in some poetic, theoretical way. It shattered in hard, harsh, calculating pieces like a glass grenade primed to explode the moment I walked into that conference room.the screen kept flashing A video.My video.The one I made six years ago.Me.In a dirty little room, in front of a shattered mirror with my real voice.With my short hair.With my name.Yuki Roman.I felt my stomach cave in, my chest tightening like a vice. My heartbeat was loud — frantic, erratic, like it wanted to run out of my body without me.My secret — the one I’d carried like fine glass — was smashed wide open, spilled on the floor like blood.I couldn’t breathe.The silence in the room was a suffocating thing. Eyes. All of them. On me.Jacob’s grip on my elbow tightened. His glasses fogged up.Then a voice cut through.Creed.Cool. Commanding. Steady as steel.“Zara. You’ve done enough. Get out.”The whole room flinched.Even Zara stumbled, her confident mas
PRETEND PRINCESS EXPOSED
Creed's POVThe conference room gradually filled — a steady stream of confused, concerned, half-irked employees abandoning their workstations because of one woman's behavior. Zara's voice had echoed loudly through the intercom a few minutes prior, her voice crisp, authoritative, impossible to ignore:"Everyone, report to the conference room immediately. This concerns the integrity of the company and your future. Move."It was the kind of tone that would get your blood cold for a second — not because she was dominant, but because she sounded like she was going to burn the whole building down.I walked towards her, fighting through the growing crowd, my heart thudding against my flesh. Something made the air heavier, and tension wrapped around everyone's neck like a vine. And she was there — Zara, standing directly in front of the main presentation screen as if it belonged to her, her face pulled tight with that same self-satisfied smirk I remembered all too well."Zara," I stated my vo
