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Elsa. Holy fuck, Elsa was in front of him. Alive. Adrian couldn't believe it. But they just buried her!
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Jessica ran out of the nightclub and entered the fancy black car that brought her there. Thank God, Adrian Marcel didn't catch up to her. She'd successfully shown him her face. That was the plan.
Jessica's life turned haywire after she got kidnapped that one faithful day and accepted that goddamn mysterious offer. She really needed the money.
But now, her life feels like a freaking melodramatic mix of Telenovelas and a crazy mashup of the oh-so classic Goodnovel romance story tropes she liked reading (hashtag rich guy/poor girl, hashtag contract/money offer, hashtag hidden identity, you name it) She SO didn't sign up for this.
First, one of the city's richest business tycoons hires her to play his wife, Elsa Marcel, who Jessica somehow looks like a carbon copy of....but he's not aware that him hiring her is only a step towards beginning her actual mission - finding out who REALLY killed Elsa.
Second, playing Elsa is hell - The lady had a lot going on in her life, skeletons in her closet and a supposedly wild personality AND don't get Jessica started on the Marcel family. THEY are drama personified. It's been one problem unto the next.
Third, she may or may not be falling for Elsa's rich sexy-looking bastard of a husband, Adrian Marcel, who is her and Mr. X's prime suspect.
Who's Mr. X? It's her first hirer and she still doesn't know his identity yet.
Then, Adrian's hot supermodel best friend, Jack, comes into the picture and spiralled the whole thing into a cliché love triangle with all the drama and problems she has to deal with.
Again, Jessica did NOT sign up for all this.