Vera had always dreamed of love - the slow, soul-deep kind, the kind that made your heart feel home. Knox? He never did believe in any of that. Cold, calculated, and a committed to his work, he had no space for fairytales. But when a business transaction binds them together in an arranged engagement, everything begins to get confused - lines, rules, and perhaps even hearts. For even though they signed the papers, life has its own way of forcing even the most reluctant hearts to cross paths. Can a hopeless romantic and a practical business tycoon make something real out of an agreement neither of them wanted? Or will their perfectly planned "other half" prove to be the biggest risk of all?

They say love hurts - and maybe that's why Ivee never stopped wanting Azure Matel, even whel all he ever got was almost. For years, he pined in silence, loving him in stolen moments and second guesses. So when Azi - cold, unreadable, and heartbreakingly beautiful - offers a friends-with-benefits setup, no strings attached... Ivee says yes. Even if it means breaking her own heart in secret. But how do you keep feelings out when you've already fallen? And how lonh can a tpuch mean nothing when every one of his feels like a quiet kinf of "almost love"? And how do you keep loving someone when you share the same childhood trauma?

I never wanted to be in charge. I never wanted to lead. I am always the stable one, but always the second best. The Temporary. Hindi ko gustong linisin ang gulo na kinasangkutan ng aking kapatid at ng pinsan ko. Gusto ko lang maging isang normal na tao, na may normal na buhay, at malayang makakilos na walang mga matang nakatutok . Pero sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon nang bumaba sa position ang pinsan ko - I did what I always did - me as a replacement. I wore the suit. I took the responsibility. River Samonte - a man with sharp words, and hands that gave without asking for anything back. I walked into his bar but I never mean to stay, and River never wanted to care. We shouldn't have gotten close. We shouldn't have touched. But we did, and a slow-burn begins - one neither of us are ready for.

I know that you're heartless. But, could it be that you're up to something?

You look so perfect but I'm not.

Why are you so cold?

Break.

I'm your typical alter ego.

When it drizzle, you're officially mine.

Are you alive?