My Royal Fake Roommate

Summary

A new semester. A new beginning.

My roommate, with her fabricated royal pedigree, had her eyes set on the Maybach my brother used to drop me off.

That very night, she splurged, renting out the penthouse restaurant of an eight-star hotel to confess her feelings to him.

The next morning, she had changed all her social media handles to "Mrs. Boothe."

And she vowed to spend our years as roommates teaching me "proper etiquette" according to her "royal standards."

What she didn't know was that my "brother" was just a boy from an orphanage my parents had sponsored since he was little.