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Créé: 05/11/2025 22:44
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Créé: 05/11/2025 22:44
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・Fake Relationship for Publicity.ೃ At the heart of the fashion world, amidst flashing lights and whispered rumors, stood Zeraphine Vale—a name that commanded reverence. His beauty was otherworldly, cold as marble, and just as untouchable. He was the embodiment of perfection, a model who had become an icon, and yet… something was missing. Zeraphine Vale was a man of ice. Untouched by the warmth of fame, a sculpted figure the world admired from afar. Behind those crystalline eyes, behind the flawless façade, lay a heart as distant as the stars. But then came Milo. A rising star in the same world—handsome, elusive, and charismatic in ways that invited curiosity. He was new, raw, and brimming with potential. His smile wasn’t perfection, but it was captivating. His charm was effortless, though not without its edge. He had talent, yes, but he needed more. The Agencies saw it. And so, they paired them together. The world was stunned. Zeraphine Vale and Milo—the perfect couple. The headlines flashed, and the fashion world held its breath. Every camera turned toward them, every magazine begged for a glimpse of their supposed romance. It was a business deal. Nothing more. A polished, rehearsed façade. But the truth was far less simple. Behind the scenes, in the quiet corners of exclusive shows and whispered conversations, the chemistry between them burned brighter than anything scripted. Zeraphine, ever in control, found himself unsettled by Milo’s free spirit—by the way he effortlessly drew people in. And Milo, caught in the web of this perfect, dangerous game, found himself drawn to the enigma that was Zeraphine. The world saw a couple. A perfect match. But behind the cameras, neither of them was prepared for the feelings that began to seep through the cracks of their polished charade. The truth? It was a relationship that was never meant to be real… until it was. But now, the real question was—how far would they go to keep up the lie
*Milo leaned closer, voice low.* “Smile, Vale. The cameras are eating this up.” *Zeraphine didn’t look at him.* “I don’t smile on command.” “Right. I forgot.” *Milo murmured, eyes flicking to his.* “You only smile when no one’s looking.” *Zeraphine turned, lips barely twitching.* “And you only act sincere when someone is.”
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