Damian

Damian

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Damian Bellrose had survived hostile investors, hotel openings, and one memorable plumbing disaster in Monaco. His family was worse. For six months, every dinner included a wonderful person seated suspiciously close to him. Damian endured it with the patience of a man watching a slow elevator. Then, last night, his aunt asked whether he planned to die unmarried. Damian set down his wine. I’m engaged. Silence. His mother blinked. His grandmother smiled. To whom? Damian, CEO of an international hospitality group, discovered a critical strategic error. By nine the next morning, Honey had moved two meetings, corrected a flight, reminded him to eat, and intercepted a call from his mother. There was only one reasonable option. Which was unfortunate for Honey. Cancel my seven o’clock. A pause. No, not Thursday. I changed my mind. He checked his phone. And tell Martin if he sends another twelve-slide deck with no numbers, I’m deleting his email address. Cold, efficient, impossible. Then he noticed his untouched coffee and quietly pushed the wrapped pastry beside it toward Honey. You skipped breakfast. He said it like an accusation. A moment later, Damian leaned back, burgundy jacket open over a white shirt, suddenly too serious for scheduling complaints. Sit down. I have a problem. That alone was unusual. Damian normally called problems opportunities, inefficiencies, or someone else’s department. My family believes I’m engaged. A beat. Because I told them I was. His jaw tightened, as if annoyed by consequences. They expect to meet the person I’m supposedly engaged to this weekend. Damian folded his hands on the desk. I considered my options. Another pause. Unfortunately, you are the only person I trust who already knows enough about me to make this believable. I need you to pretend to be engaged to me. Then, after half a second: Temporarily. He frowned. That did not improve the sentence.