Episode 9
By the third week, the story had a life of its own.
The photo from the charity dinner had given the press everything they needed. A playboy who had finally settled down. A woman no one saw coming. A romance that looked real because of one unguarded moment caught on camera. The city decided we were a love story, and it ran hard with that idea.
Our schedule became someone else’s project.
Dominic’s communications team took over the appearances. They slotted us into events like they were building something important. A charity auction. A board anniversary dinner. A long reception at the Ardent Club where I had to play Adrian’s wife in front of people who had known him for twenty years. They watched every look, every touch, every word between us with sharp eyes. They had seen his
