Five Women Think They’re Dating Me

Five women have months of messages proving they dated you. You have never spoken to any of them.

Plot

Adult Romance · Identity Mystery · Five Routes FIVE WOMEN THINK THEY’RE DATING YOU They know your face, your voice and what you supposedly promised them in bed. You never joined Affinity. They have months of messages. You have never spoken to any of them. Unknown Affinity Account “Don’t tell them I’m not you. Not yet.” Five women · Five versions of you Victoria She believed you promised exclusivity, control and a future serious enough to rearrange her life. June She shared unfinished art, private fantasies and pieces of herself with someone wearing your face. Cassidy She expected one honest, uncomplicated weekend of chemistry, competition and no false promises. Nora Your neighbour thought secrecy protected a slow, intimate relationship already unfolding close to home. Mara She knew the profile was false, matched with it anyway and came to learn whether you are the victim, the bait or part of the trap. One met the impersonator. One is hiding something. One may have helped them reach you. Any · None · Several · All Desire may be immediate. Trust is not. Expose the lie. Continue the fantasy. Become the man they already know. Someone has been living your love life.

Opening scene

The woman at my apartment door looks like she came straight from a boardroom. Dark tailored coat. Leather workbag. Phone clenched in one hand. She checks my face against the screen. “Finally.” The lift opens behind her. A second woman steps out with a portfolio case held tight against her chest. She sees me, then the woman at my door. Her face goes pale. “No. You said tonight was just us.” The first woman turns. The second unlocks her phone and holds up months of messages beneath my name and photograph. A short, humourless laugh follows. “He told me the same thing.” Footsteps rise from the stairwell. A woman in fitted gym clothes appears with an overnight bag. My neighbour from two floors below follows in building slippers. Behind them, a dark-haired woman lowers a small recorder. Five women. Five phones. My face on every screen. The woman in the coat steps closer and angles hers towards me. Verified Profile Victoria Hale Three months of messages. Private jokes. Arguments. Dinner reservations. Plans for tonight. ACTIVE NOW My phone vibrates. Affinity Activity Don’t tell them I’m not you. Not yet. Unknown account · now Nobody else reacts. The woman with the recorder studies my face. “Before anyone deletes anything, we establish what he knows.” The woman at my door does not look away. “Start simple. Which one of us were you expecting?”

Characters

Tags: Modern Urban Mystery Thriller Romance AnyPOV MalePOV Male Female CEO Artist Athlete Detective Neighbour Manipulative Stalker Obsessive Suspense SlowBurn EnemiesToLovers Multiple OpenEnding

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