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Valeria stood in the mirror, taking pictures of her outfit which she would soon post on her instagram.

She took a few more until she received a call from her manager.

Valeria knew the news wasn't great since her manager only calls incase of emergency or bad news.

Reluctantly, she answered.

"Hello?" Valeria spoke.

"Valeria. I need you to come to my office. I have something to tell you." Sara, her manager said.

"Can't you just tell me over the phone?" Valeria complained.

"No. Just come to my office and I'll explain." Sara replied.

"Fine." Valeria agreed.

She trailed downstairs and went to go put her shoes on.

She then went into her BMW X6 which she absolutely adored and started to drive to her managers office which was just around a 5 minute drive.

Valeria soon arrived and knocked onto the door.

She was soon greeted by her manager.

"Hello Valeria. Come in and follow me." Sara said as Valeria came in.

She followed Sara and suddenly saw a unfamiliar woman and a man. Someone she'd never met before.

Valeria and Sara soon sat down, facing opposite the man and woman.

"Hello. I'm Carmen, Pedri's manager. Nice to meet you." The lady spoke.

"We've come to a tough decision to have you and Pedri fake a relationship for a year." Sara said.

Valeria's eyes widened when those words left Sara's mouth and Pedri stared in disbelief.

Valeria knew she needed to clear her name but not in this particular way. In Barcelona, Valeria was nicknamed "Homie hopper" as she had a new thing with a new boy each month or even each week. When the media found out, they blew up. Some supporting Valeria and some not.

Pedri on the other hand, was nicknamed "Barcelona's Play-boy" as he had lots of one night stands and relationships aswell, also making him quite-known.

"No way I'm faking to date her." Pedri says as he emphasises 'her'.

"Excuse you? Like I want to." Valeria shot back.

"It's not my fault you can't keep your legs closed." Pedri mumbled only enough for Valeria to hear.

"It's not my fault you can't keep your junk to yourself." She scoffs.

"Enough. This is so you can clear your names and have a better reputation. You may not like it but it's necessary." Carmen says.