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Jake

Nothing. No emails, no calls... Wait, of course there wouldn't be any calls, he hadn't given her his number. Maybe she wasn't looking for a relationship, even if it was fake.

"Reynolds, mate?" A voice pulls him out of his thoughts, much to his dismay.

"Oh-hm?" Marcus wright, one of his best friends since he was little, was visiting from France today. He would only be here for the rest of the week, it was wendsday.

"Where do you want the vase?" He only seemed to notice his friend was still holding the expensive vase in his hand, "oh,um, just on that table". Marcus nodded,and sat it down, he brushed off his expensive tux, and sat down onto the couch, grabbing his drink

"What's on your mind?" He sipped the drink, eyeing Jake closely, in which he hated. It made him feel uncomfortable because he didn't feel in charge of things, when making eye contact.

"Nothing, it's just been a busy week that's all". He shrugged, "that's true, I've been traveling around for a while, it was a last resort... coming here." Marcus leaned forward. "I heard zana moved to Africa, is that true?" Jake nodded arubtly, surprised the boy in front of him even bought the girl up

"Yeah, she left because no one would hire her after what happened." A loud ringing grabbed the boys attention, and they both scrambled to grab their phones, "it's mine" Marcus, walked out of the room, so it wasn't her.. then her remembered again, he didn't even give the girl his number.

He decided to check again, he opened up his email, scrolling through them, carefully, to see if he spotted a account he's never seen before, but nothing.

If this girl didn't hurry up, he could always get another one.

The only reason he did pick her, was because she was good looking, and she looked very sophisticated, like someone who would impress his mother.

He sighed, as he heard Marcus outside, yelling at the person who he was speaking with.

"Probably another fucking hoe, he has on the line" Jake thought, as Marcus walked into the room, "I've got to to,mother called, I tried to tell her I was helping you redesign, but no, she wants me too come straight home, and meet a potential wife" Marcus and Jake became mate's since the first day they met. The displeasure for being told what to do, and their stubbornness is what bought them together.

"Alright then, I'll see you later mate". And with a nod, marcus was gone, out of the door. From the living room, Jake heard a ding, and immediately ran to the living room, picking up his phone....yes! He had a email , he clicked it....no! It was just from another store, asking him to model their clothes!

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He woke up the next morning, but today he wasn't even thinking about the girl.

Instead he got up, did his regular routine, and headed outside, climbing into his newest cars, out of the many that lined up in his garage, he even still had one of his first cars ever, it was a Tesla, he's come far since then.

He reached for the radio, turning it on, nice classical music filled the car, and Jake hummed along to it, drumming his decorated fingers on the steering wheel.

He came to a stop in front of a coffee shop, and headed inside, he got his coffee, and then headed back out too his car.

Then again, he twisted the nob to turn on the radio, and started to make his way home.

The first song was coming to an end, when his phone dinged,and that's when he remembered he was still, anxiously, waiting on a email from the girl.

He picked up his phone, then placed it down, he couldn't read it and drive, he had to get home first.

He practically flew home, he pulled into the garage, as he got out, he made sure he Locked the door, and that he had everything, and he headed in, plopping onto the couch, coffee in hand, he opened up his phone

Email from : @victoriamont1y

He placed his coffee down, and clicked the folder. Yes, she had emailed him!

Hello,um , I am emailing you obviously, about the deal you offered, and well, I think it's appropriate we meet sometimes and talk things more into debt, if that's all right?

Really, he waited two days...for that?

He sighed, and hit the -write a new email- button.

Hello,yes I think it's appropriate we meet, how about at Bluestone Lane Hudson Yards Café?

He hit , send , and placed his phone down, shortly after she replied.

Okay, tomorrow?

He replied,

Okay, tomorrow

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Jake sat at the end of the table, his mother on the other end, eyeing him closely, looking as if she were ready to pounce.

"You do remember what we established, correct". He shrugged, "mother, I haven't been telling you something". His mother quirked an eyebrow, "oh?" She rummaged through her purse, pulling out her signature lip gloss.

"I've met someone". His mother stared at him, as if she was trying to find a lie, she rolled her eyes, "who, and when can I meet them". Her son scoffed, "mother, stop I just met them, her, like two weeks away, way before we established that I am being forced to get married, and besides, you'd scare her off anyway". His mother shrugged, "I don't believe you". His sighed, and grabbed his phone out of his pocket.

He went to his email, and clicked on her profile picture, it went into full screen, and he showed it to his mother, "that's her, mother". His mother squinted, "hmm... Well I still don't believe, but I have clients coming so, shoo". He pushed his chair back , and stood up, heading out of the room.

Now that he had shown that picture to her, he had no choice but to make that girl his fake girlfriend..
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Odeya rush as Victoria Monty

Tom Felton as Jake Reynolds

(For some reason it won't let me upload pictures 🤷‍♀️)

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