Bad Influence

Collette Lowe could spot a fake from across a room — a forced smile, a laugh with no one behind it, warmth that was all performance. Eleven million followers trusted her for it. So how did two people fake her this well, this close, for this long — right at her own kitchen table?

She comes home three hours early and hears her own voice coming from the living room.

It's her little sister. In her blazer, under her lights, in front of her camera — practicing being her. And in the next room, Collette's husband is coaching the performance, slow and patient, like a man who's done it a hundred times.

They don't just want the affair. They want the brand.

Her name. Her face. Her likeness — quietly moved into a company her husband controls, ready to swap in a smoother, glossier copy and leave the real Collette a contractor on her own name. All they need is one signature and one glittering launch to crown the fake in front of the whole world.

So Collette smiles. She lets her sister "mentor" beside her. She gives notes on her own laugh. And she quietly partners with the one man alive who knows exactly how her sister operates — Gabe Salvo, the trademark lawyer Brynn used up and threw away — then lets him walk the trap all the way to the launch stage, where eleven million people who know the real thing are already watching, live.

Because you can perform being her to a room.

You can't perform her to the people who actually know her.

Curvy, underestimated heroine · betrayed wife, gleeful revenge · the cheating husband and the sister who wanted her whole life · a discarded-ex love interest with his own scores to settle · a scene-stealing cockatoo with impeccably terrible timing · public, caught-in-4K comeuppance · closed-door · guaranteed HEA

A complete, standalone revenge romance with a heroine who never cheats, a comeuppance you'll want to rewind, and a happily-ever-after she builds with her own two hands. No cliffhanger, no reconciliation, no loose ends — just one woman taking back her name, her face, and the last laugh. Closed-door heat.