Prologue
Charlotte
I never believed in moments that could change your life—those cinematic, earth-shattering seconds when everything you thought you knew flips upside down. Not really.
But I remember the moment he walked into mine.
It wasn’t some romantic meet-cute; no, Andrew Romano stormed into my life like a villain in a perfectly tailored suit. I didn’t even see him at first—I heard him. The sharp clack of his shoes on the marble floor, the low timbre of his voice cutting through the noise of the crowded people like a blade.
I passed by the door tipsy from all the alcohol in my system, and there he was.
Tall. Dark. Impossibly handsome in that “I know I’m trouble, and so do you” kind of way. He looked like he belonged on the cover of a magazine or maybe a wanted poster—equally likely, if you ask me. His eyes were as deep as the night sky and just as unreadable, shadowed with secrets I’d never dare to guess.
He smiled at me then, slow and deliberate, as if he already knew something I didn’t. A secret we hadn’t yet agreed to share.
And I hated him immediately.
Or maybe it was the way my pulse quickened that I hated. The way I noticed too much—the sharp cut of his jaw, the faintest curl at the corner of his mouth when he caught me staring. I was used to men looking at me, but when Andrew looked, it wasn’t just to see—he looked as if he was already deciding.
And then he spoke.
“Someone seems a little too needy” His voice dripped with something too smooth to be harmless. “I think I can help with that.”
I could have walked away. I should have walked away.
But I didn’t.
Because life is funny that way. Sometimes the choices we regret most are the ones we never saw coming. And standing there, surrounded by people with too much money and not enough sense, I didn’t know that this man—this dangerous, maddening man—would unravel everything I thought I knew about myself.
I didn’t know that pretending to be his would become the realest lie I’d ever tell.
Or that I would lose myself trying to love someone who wasn’t supposed to have a heart.
But if I had known… I think I still would have stayed.
Because nothing worth having comes without a little chaos. And Andrew Romano? He was the storm I never saw coming.
And I let him in anyway.
Faking It Till Forever is a whirlwind, enemies-to-lovers romance set against the stunning backdrops of London and Italy. Follow Charlotte, a soft girl with a heart full of dreams, and Andrew, a morally grey Italian businessman who knows how to bend the world to his will. Together, they’re thrown into a charade that blurs the lines between fake and real, pulling readers into a slow-burn, tension-filled story of passion, secrets, and redemption.
Perfect for readers who love a mix of heart-wrenching angst, laugh-out-loud banter, and steamy, swoon-worthy romance. If you’re ready to lose yourself in a book that feels like a European getaway with high stakes and burning chemistry, Faking It Till Forever is your next obsession.
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To knowing your worth and never settling for less than you deserve.
