Fake Empire (Kensingtons Book 1)

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I loved this book. I had FUNNNNN reading it, you know? And that's important. I fully think it doesn't have a very big plot; it's more about the journey and trust between the two characters. To see them grow into a couple couple instead of a marriage that was only for convenience/arranged. I loved both characters and they made me smile and enjoy this story so much! I do highly recommend you reading it if you enjoy the tropes and a billionaire heroine (we don't have a lot of them in romance! we do have a lot of billionaire heroes). The blonde is working hard to get his attention, running her hand up his arm, twirling her hair, and batting her eyelashes. Crew doesn’t look away from me. The redhead follows his attention. Her pretty features twist with displeasure when she sees me.

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Maybe Crew is trying to get out of it. She’s not exactly his type. He likes his women a little…looser.” She laughs. “Not the princess of Park Avenue and her perfect pedestal.” Lyrically, "Fake Empire" is a commentary about a generation lost to disillusion and apathy. Vocalist Matt Berninger further explained to The Quietus that it is about "where you can't deal with the reality of what's really going on, so let's just pretend that the world's full of bluebirds and ice skating." [3] Promotion [ edit ]

for a slow burn this honestly didn't feel like a slow burn at all and it also didn't feel like insta love? the mcs were both secretly pining for each other so there was a lot of tension (scream). they also heavily reminded me of coballway Crew straightens with a self-satisfied smirk that makes me pray a punch will mess up his perfect bone structure. If not for me, on behalf of average-looking men everywhere. That sort of symmetry is an unfair standard to be held to. I thought Evan was attractive…until I saw him next to the table’s uninvited guest.My whole body tenses. Preparing for what, I don’t know. We’ve swerved so far off script I can’t remember what our lines are. I love a cynical, ice princess; a self-proclaimed bitch; an unfeeling, jaded heroine! But I love them because of the reminder they serve that women are flawed and infallible and that is okay. Stoic and aloof is often used to describe morally gray men but honestly, I know so many women like that too and sometimes I crave a non-sunshiney heroine and that is exactly what you’ll get in Scarlett Ellingsworth. She’s rich, intelligent, hard-working, stunning and powerful and she owns every inch of it. But with that high position comes the need to constantly prove herself and show no emotions, in the chance she gets misconstrued as overly emotional, weak or spoiled. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t have emotions or vulnerabilities or struggles and seeing her bare that softer side with the man she’s in forced proximity with made this such an amazing story!

Truly a beautiful song. It's clearly a relationship song--the entire album is an exploration of an individual's experiences reliving a bittersweet relationship, and this one starts it out... The only reason I have any foothold in it is the fact I’m the sole heir to the Ellsworth empire. Complications during my birth prevented my mother from ever conceiving again. Even a man as cold-hearted and indifferent as my father couldn’t stomach filing for divorce on those grounds alone. It’s one of the main reasons he’s pushed for my marriage to a Kensington, though. There was never any question—in his mind, at least—that I would marry well. The antiquated elite see no value in their children marrying anyone with less money than they do. Marrying down. Especially when it comes to a son who will carry on the name to the next generation. I’m washing my hands when I hear the distinctive tapping of other heels approaching and the muted murmur of feminine voices. I shut off the water and dry my hands on one of the fluffy towels from the basket beside the sink before tossing it into the hamper. One of the women is complaining about her blisters. The other is talking nonsensically and fast, indicating she’s already over-indulged. It costs a small fortune to get wasted in a place like this, so she’s probably someone I know.I raise my martini to him in a silent cheers. Immediately, I second-guess the motion. It feels like toppling the first domino. Moving the first pawn. I don’t play games until I know the rules. When it comes to me and Crew, I’m not even sure if there are boundaries in place.