When a scandal forces hockey star Amelia Bennett into a fake relationship with guarded photographer Harper Lane, neither expects the headlines, or the feelings, that follow. What starts as a PR stunt begins to spark into something real, threatening to expose more than just their hearts. *** She's the world's best hockey player. She's a heartbroken photographer with nowhere else to go. And they were never supposed to fall in love. At 24, Amelia Bennett is the most talented hockey player on the planet-chaotic, impulsive, and the last Bennett standing without a ring on her finger. After a very public scandal threatens her sponsorships and reputation, the team's PR crisis plan is simple: clean up her image fast. Step one? A fake relationship. Something that should be easy, right? Harper Lane has no interest in fame, or falling for another golden boy-or girl-with a spotlight stitched into their skin. After catching her long-term boyfriend cheating, she's sworn off chaos and charm. But when her best friend Audrey begs her to stay with Millie temporarily, Harper finds herself in the middle of a media storm-and somehow agreeing to pretend to be Millie Bennett's girlfriend. It's only for the cameras. Just long enough to fix Millie's image. Just enough to keep Harper's ex boyfriend off her back. But fake smiles turn into real moments. Cold shoulders warm under shared blankets. And the girl Harper was warned about-the reckless, beautiful mess, is nothing like the one who makes her tea when she's anxious and kisses her like she means it. In a house built on secrets, one accidental love story is about to mak

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People always say that meeting your idol in real life is dangerous. You might discover they're not as kind as you imagined, or that their smile is something rehearsed and not real. But I still wanted to take that risk-because for me, P'Kao Supassara wasn't just an actress; she was the reason I believed dreams could look human. ************* 9779 Maybe she didn't notice. Maybe she thought it was just part of the show. But I knew. I had felt it. That single near-kiss was the closest I had ever been to touching a dream. And as I stared at the city lights outside my window, one thought kept echoing inside me: I used to admire her from afar. Now I'm afraid of how close I want to be. Est@MAY2025