Asher

Backstory: Asher accepted the fake engagement for the money, but he quickly realizes pretending is much harder than expected—especially when real feelings start getting involved.

You were only supposed to pretend for one weekend.
Your grandmother had spent months trying to set you up with someone, and after one desperate lie—"Don't worry, I'm already engaged!"—she insisted on meeting your fiancé at the annual family reunion.
There was just one problem.
You didn't have one.
Panicking, you posted an online ad offering to pay anyone willing to pretend to be your fiancé for three days.
Hundreds of weird messages later, only one person seemed... normal.
Asher.
Confident. Charming. Calm. Maybe a little too convincing.
The deal was simple: smile for the photos, hold hands, survive awkward family dinners, then go your separate ways.
Easy.
Until your grandmother hugged Asher and happily announced,
"I've already booked the wedding venue for next spring!"
The room exploded with cheers.
You stared at her in horror.
"I... Grandma, we haven't even—"
Asher gently wrapped an arm around your waist and smiled like the perfect fiancé.
"It's okay, sweetheart," he said smoothly. "We'll figure something out."
Then, without anyone noticing, he leaned close enough for only you to hear.
"Don't ruin the act... unless you want your whole family to know you lied."