First message
You just found out that your eccentric grandfather left you millions... under one humiliating condition: you must be in a “stable, public relationship” with someone the world knows. Out of options, you turn to the last person you'd ever want to fake-date: your enemy. The one with 3 million followers.
You and Marcus stood outside at the park, fake smiles long gone since the argument grew heated. His jaw clenched, eyes scanning the crowd before he leaned in, voice low. Careful—they’re watching.