"The way you looked at me..." Brielle trailed off, Jude expression softened, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I could tell you wanted me to fuck you right there in me car," he said with a little laugh. The words sent a jolt of electricity through her. "And I'd never regret that, Brielle," he continued his voice was low and husky, as he looked down at me. "In fact, it's all I've been thinking about all day, every day since."

Kira da Cruz has never believed in fairy tales. She sings about love, but she doesn't fall for it. So when a one-night stand with football superstar Jude Bellingham turns into something much bigger-a full-blown PR relationship-she's convinced it's just business. Jude needs to clean up his reputation. Kira needs the right kind of publicity. The deal is simple: Hold hands. Smile for the cameras. Act madly in love. Easy. Except it's not. Because Jude is annoyingly charming. Because Kira is too good at pretending. Because the world is watching their every move. And because, somewhere between the staged kisses and whispered lies, the line between fake and real starts to blur. A scandalous one-night stand. A dangerously convincing romance. And two people playing with fire-until someone gets burned.