Two pink lines.
One billionaire boss.
And a fake engagement that was never supposed to get this real.
It started with one mistake.
A shared hotel suite.
Too much tension.
One night that was never supposed to happen.
By morning, we agreed it meant nothing.
Then the media got hold of one photo.
One rumor.
And suddenly I'm wearing his ring, playing his perfect fiancée to save his billion-dollar empire.
It's all fake.
It has to be.
Except behind closed doors, he doesn't kiss me like it's pretend.
Doesn't look at me like it's temporary.
And the man who doesn't believe in love is starting to act like I belong to him.
Then everything changes.
Two pink lines.
The one thing neither of us planned.
Our fake engagement was supposed to end.
Now we're about to find out whether something built on a lie can survive the truth.