Chapter 5 — Damage Control
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Samuel followed her to a quiet meeting room.
“Explain everything”, he said.
So she did – from the broken coffee machine to her accidental public engagement. He listened patiently, brows raised higher with every sentence.
When she finished, he shook his head.
“You? Lied? You look too responsible for this type of thing.”
Jenna gasped, “Excuse me?”
Samuel smirked “You’re very ‘by the book’. I didn’t know you had a chaotic potential.”
“I don’t! my chaos was accidental.” She defended.
He chuckled “hence the title: ‘The Accidental Fiancé.”
Jenna groaned “this is a disaster.”
He sat down and said “okay. Options.”
“Please tell me one involves faking my death.” Jenna said covering her face.
“No.” Samuel chuckled. “But we could make a joint public statement that it was a misunderstanding—”
Jenna shook her head “that will make it worse. They will say I staged everything.”
“True”, he nodded, taping his chin.
“Option two: We pretend it’s real until it dies down.”
Jenna froze.
Pretend to be Samuel’s fiancée?
Her stomach fluttered in betrayal.
“That’s insane,” she said.
“But less insane than you announcing an engagement to an invisible man.” He countered.
“…fair.” She reasoned.
Samuel leaned back, arms folded “I don’t mind helping. But only if you want”, he said.
She exhaled shakily.
Pretending could save her reputation.
Keep the office calm.
Stop the gossip page from digging.
But it could also… make her catch feelings.
Her heart whispered, too late.
“Fine,” she whispered. “We pretend.
Samuel nodded “we need to have rules, though.”
“Rules?” Jenna asked.
“Yes. Boundaries. Limits. No complications.” He said.
She nodded “great. I love rules.”
Samuel smirked, leaning forward.
“Rule one: No kissing. Fasting or not.” He said.
Her cheeks burned.
This was going to kill her.
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