Liana's POV
I’d officially had it.
Four days of pretending, four days of soft smiles and glances that meant nothing, four days of dancing around a man who didn’t even know me and still doesn't. And this is supposed to last for like Two weeks?
The air in this utopia felt too refined, too sweet, as if trying to bribe me into capitulation. And oh, I was so weary of being bribed and caged.
I flopped onto the bed with a groan, the sheets of silk curling around me in protest as if mocking each of my moods. I did it out of habit, picking up the remote and turning on the TV. Static for an instant. Then color. Then—
Us.
I blinked.
There was some channel featuring us. Maldives Romance Escapes. The Volmore Wedding Exclusive. There were we—him and me—zipping across the TV screen like we were dr
