When struggling, debt-ridden Nelly takes a job as a housekeeper for billionaire Aiden Kesington, she’s just hoping to keep her life from falling apart. But stepping into Aiden's world is like entering a gilded fortress: his life is locked behind wealth, isolation, and a painful family legacy. Abandoned by his mother and molded by rivalry with his powerful father and his half sibling, Aiden trusts no one—and expects nothing from anyone. Nelly, however is different. With her warm humor and relentless curiosity, she slips through his defenses, lighting up the dark corners of his carefully guarded life. But when Aiden, desperate to impress a powerful investor, invents a fiancée who sounds suspiciously like Nelly, an impulsive decision spirals into a tangled lie: Nelly must pose as his bride-to-be. Thrust into the spotlight of Aiden’s high-stakes world, Nelly finds herself torn between duty and desire—and facing enemies she never anticipated, from scheming exes to cutthroat family members. As their fake engagement blurs into something real, old wounds, jealous rivals, and a shocking pregnancy plot threaten to rip them apart. Now, Aiden must confront the ghosts of his past, or risk losing the only person who’s ever seen him as more than just a Kesington. Can they survive the family betrayals and lies that surround them—or is love just another illusion in Aiden’s cold, calculated world?
View MoreAiden“You shouldn’t act like you’re doing me a favor, Aiden!” Ms. Victoria’s voice blasted through the phone, making the speaker crackle with the sharpness of her anger. I winced, feeling the irritation settle into my half-asleep haze. Rolling over, I placed the phone on speaker and set it down on the bedside table, groaning internally.“Okay,” I muttered, barely awake, my voice sluggish with the remnants of sleep.Rubbing my eyes, I caught a glimpse of the clock. 7:50 a.m. Too early for this. I leaned back, resting my head against the headboard, and fought to shake off the drowsiness clouding my mind. But her voice clawed through the quiet of my room, the words sharp and cutting.“I really hoped you’d turn out better than your father.”A familiar, bitter feeling twisted in my stomach. I exhaled, feeling the sting behind my eyes—not from fatigue anymore but from a buried frustration I hadn’t wanted to touch this morning. “You didn’t exactly work toward that goal,” I replied, knowing
Nelly“Babe, just know you’re welcome back home anytime if things get rough over there. No pressure.” Danielle’s voice crackled over the line, sounding distant and warm.Liam’s voice broke in sharply before I could respond. “Stop acting like she lost someone,” he scoffed so loudly that I had to hold the phone away from my ear.“Oh, shut up!” Danielle shot back, laughing. “Ignore him, he’s way too excited about you moving out.”“She’s got a job now, get used to it,” Liam cut in again, followed by the sound of something clattering to the floor. “And trust me—I made sure he’s not coming back here.”A laugh burst out of me, uncontainable. “Wait, did you throw out his little Celtic trinket box?”“I did.”“Come on, the guy’s trying to start a fantasy YouTube channel,” I said, catching my breath between giggles.Danielle chuckled. “And he knows better than to butt into my conversations now.”“Is Steve home?”“Not yet,” she replied. “He’ll be more shocked that you took this job than that you
Aiden "Thank you, Mr. Aiden, for gracing this occasion. The students loved it—it’s a dream come true for most of them," the Dean of Student Affairs said, stretching out his hand with a wide grin.I shook his hand, my gaze straying momentarily to the small crowd of students gathered nearby. Even while trying to stay discreet, they couldn’t hide their excitement—some were blowing kisses, others snapping pictures from every angle they could find.It was almost funny to be here now, considering how tedious the last two hours had felt while I gave a speech I hadn't exactly been thrilled to deliver.I managed a polite smile as I shook the dean’s hand, noticing out of the corner of my eye a young photographer—maybe a student intern—trying to capture the moment. He was practically contorting himself, adjusting his camera over and over, looking for the perfect shot of me and the dean. The poor guy had been at it for hours, and judging by his furrowed brow, he still wasn’t satisfied.The dean
Nelly“It’s official. No one in this house loves me,” I announced, letting my voice carry through the apartment.A chorus of responses echoed from different rooms. “How?”I rolled my eyes, smirking at the synchronized concern. “Because I’m still jobless! How is that not total chaos? And I can’t go back to that creepy part-time gig.”“Trust me, no one wants to see you here every day either,” Liam called out from the far end of the hallway. His room was the farthest from mine, but his sarcasm cut through the distance with ease. “I’m using every connection I have to pull some strings for you, princess.”I sighed, flopping back into the plush couch, staring up at the ceiling. “No thanks, but if there’s a way to sell my degree on eBay, I’m all for it.”Steve’s voice chimed in, always ready with unsolicited advice. “And that’s why you all should’ve chosen a useful ma—”Before he could finish, a collective shout echoed through the house.“Shut up, Steve!”The united force of our voices sent
Nelly“It’s official. No one in this house loves me,” I announced, letting my voice carry through the apartment.A chorus of responses echoed from different rooms. “How?”I rolled my eyes, smirking at the synchronized concern. “Because I’m still jobless! How is that not total chaos? And I can’t go back to that creepy part-time gig.”“Trust me, no one wants to see you here every day either,” Liam called out from the far end of the hallway. His room was the farthest from mine, but his sarcasm cut through the distance with ease. “I’m using every connection I have to pull some strings for you, princess.”I sighed, flopping back into the plush couch, staring up at the ceiling. “No thanks, but if there’s a way to sell my degree on eBay, I’m all for it.”Steve’s voice chimed in, always ready with unsolicited advice. “And that’s why you all should’ve chosen a useful ma—”Before he could finish, a collective shout echoed through the house.“Shut up, Steve!”The united force of our voices sent
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