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FOR ALORA, I WOULD DO ANYTHING.
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BENEATH THE LIES WHAT THE HECK?
077“What?!” I exclaimed, my voice cracking with disbelief. Alora had just announced, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, that I was to babysit two children. After the humiliation I’d endured washing Mr. Lin’s truck—mocked by a toddler who called me a “she-male”—I was far from trusting these little monsters. “You’re joking, right?” I asked, exhaustion etched across my face. “I can’t possibly babysit them.”“Yes, you can, and you will,” Alora replied, her tone infuriatingly calm. She turned and walked toward her room, leaving me standing there, dumbfounded.I was rooted to the spot, my mind reeling. Is it this difficult to win the heart of someone you love? I asked myself. The question echoed in my head, heavy with frustration. For love, I’d become unrecognizable to myself. Who would have thought that someone like me—Stanley Richardson, billionaire tycoon—would be reduced to wearing a pink feminine singlet, scrubbing a grumpy old man’s truck while being insulted by a chi
BENEATH THE LIES WHAT?
076I stared at Alora, momentarily frozen by what she was asking me to do. Wash an old man’s truck? In this ridiculous pink singlet? Her request was absurd, but then she winked, and the playful glint in her eye snapped me out of my daze. “Right,” I said, forcing a smile. Turning to the elderly man, I added, “I’m willing to wash your truck, Mr. Lin.”He squinted at me, his weathered face creasing with curiosity. “In that?” he asked, gesturing toward my attire.“You mean my singlet?” I said, my voice tight with embarrassment. The bright pink fabric clung to my frame, making me feel like a caricature of myself.“Uhm, what else would I be talking about?” Mr. Lin replied, his tone matter-of-fact. “A full-grown man wearing a pink feminine singlet? That’s not something you see every day.”Alora chuckled, and I shot her a glare, my cheeks burning. Her amusement only deepened my mortification, but I couldn’t let her see how much this was getting to me. I had to stay strong, for her.“Anyways,”
BENEATH THE LIES AM I RIGHT STANLEY.?
075A few minutes later, I pulled up at the gates of my sprawling estate in a rickshaw, its rickety frame creaking as it came to a stop. I climbed out, my shirt still faintly stained from the baby’s earlier mishap, and tossed a few bills to the driver as a tip. My legs felt heavy, but I forced myself to move toward the gates, the weight of the morning’s absurdity pressing down on me.The guards stationed at the entrance stared at me, their jaws practically hitting the ground. They looked as if they’d just witnessed a scene from a horror movie, their eyes wide with disbelief. “Sir, are you okay?” one of them asked, rushing toward me, his voice laced with concern. But I ignored him, my focus singular. I kept walking as fast as my tired limbs could carry me, my shoes scuffing against the gravel path. There was no time for explanations—not when Alora’s deadline loomed over me like a guillotine.The journey from the estate gates to the mansion was another grueling endeavor. The driveway st
BENEATH THE LIES IF I WERE YOU I'D BE ON MY WAY BY NOW.
074(ALORA'S POV)My eyes widened in shock. Had I heard him correctly? Had Mr. Stanley Richardson just agreed to be my slave for a week? The audacity of his commitment sent a thrill through me, tinged with disbelief. This was Stanley Richardson, the wealthy business tycoon, known for his commanding presence and impeccable suits, now willingly subjecting himself to my whims. I could hardly believe it.“So, you have no problem with my demands?” I asked, staring directly into his deep, hazel eyes, searching for any hint of hesitation. My voice was steady, but inside, my heart raced with anticipation. This was a test, a gauntlet I was throwing down to see how far he would go.“Yes, I have no problem, Alora,” he replied, his tone resolute. “I’m willing to do anything to prove that I truly love you and that I deserve your love.” His words were earnest, almost too sincere, and I felt a flicker of something—admiration, perhaps?—before I quickly smothered it. I couldn’t let my guard down. Not
BENEATH THE LIES DEAL.
073 ALORA'S POV I shifted back, my throat tightening as I swallowed hard. My heart pounded in my chest. Just then, I bolted for the door, my feet moving before my mind could catch up. But before I could reach the handle, Stanley had already risen from the floor. With a swift step, he planted himself in the doorway, his broad frame blocking my path. He extended both hands, palms out, as if to physically hold me in place. “Alora, please wait,” he said, his voice low and urgent. He scrubbed at his eye with the heel of his hand, a gesture that betrayed his own nervousness. “You have to listen.” I crossed my arms over my chest, anchoring myself against the storm of emotions swirling inside me. My stance was defiant, but my voice trembled slightly. “No, Stanley,” I said, forcing the words out. “I don’t want to listen to anything. Please move.” I stepped forward, trying to slip past him, but he shifted, blocking me again with an ease that made my frustration flare. “I won’t go anywhere u
BENEATH THE LIES FOR ALORA, I WOULD DO ANYTHING.
072 STANLEY'S POV I stood there in shock, the rejection staring at me with a mocking face. There was no way she couldn’t be in love with me too. I knew she felt something, and I was going to unravel it, whether she liked it or not. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of desperation and determination. Alora had to feel the same way I did—her anger was proof of that. If she didn’t care, she wouldn’t be so upset, right? I banged on the door, this time harder, hoping she would respond. Despite my persistent knocking, the door remained stubbornly closed. My fists ached from the effort, but I wasn’t ready to give up. “Alora, please open up!” I begged, my voice raw with emotion. “Let’s talk things through. You need to listen to me!” Silence answered me. I knew she could hear my pleas, but she chose to stay quiet. I heaved a heavy sigh, frustration bubbling inside me. If she was going to be stubborn, I could be just as stubborn. I wasn’t leaving until she faced me and admitted the truth
BENEATH THE LIES I DON'T FEEL THE SAME
071**STANLEY’S POV**Later that night, I lay on my bed, tossing and turning, waiting for sleep to claim me. But each time I closed my eyes, one face kept haunting me.Alora.Her image burned in my mind, vivid and unrelenting. Why was I losing my sanity over a girl who once worked as a maid in my household? I questioned myself, my thoughts spiraling. Was it pity for her situation, or was there something deeper? Then, like a bolt of lightning, it hit me—I was in love with Alora.But how? Another question surged through my mind like wildfire. Why was I so inexplicably drawn to her? I had no answers, only the pounding of my heart and the certainty that I couldn’t ignore this any longer.I let out a heavy sigh, trying to calm my racing thoughts. It was time to tell Alora how I felt, even if the idea seemed absurd. A wealthy man like me, confessing love to a former maid? Society would scoff, but I didn’t care. My feelings were real, and I had to act on them.Without overthinking it, I leap
BENEATH THE LIES FOLLOW HER.
070 **STANLEY’S POV** I watched her as she passed me, her shoulder brushing against mine with a force that felt deliberate, almost defiant. My heart pounded, urging me to reach out, to stop her, to say something—anything—to keep her from walking away. But I stood frozen, my feet rooted to the ground, unable to act on the desperate plea echoing in my mind. “My mother’s burial is in two days,” I called after her, my voice cracking with emotion. “Won’t you at least show up for that?” She paused mid-step, her back still to me. For a moment, I thought she wouldn’t respond. Then, softly, she said, “I will.” Turning her head slightly, she added, “See you at the cemetery.” Without another word, she continued walking, her figure growing smaller with each step. I stood there, motionless, watching her fade into the distance. My mind screamed at me to call her back, to beg her to stay. But my lips remained sealed, and my body refused to move. Just like that, I let her walk away. Just like th
BENEATH THE LIES YOU DON'T OWN ME.
069**ALORA'S POV**Stanley's heavy footsteps echoed through the room as he stormed toward Chloe, his face a mask of fury. He left Charles, whom he had been restraining moments earlier, crumpled on the floor. When Stanley reached Chloe, he raised his hand as if to strike her. She flinched, her body trembling, already intimidated by his towering presence.“I’m sorry, Mr. Stanley,” Chloe stammered, her voice quivering. “I didn’t mean to. I was only trying to save her from falling.”Stanley’s eyes narrowed, his voice dripping with venom. “So now you’re saying I’m blind? I saw the video, Chloe. You pushed my mother down the stairs. You felt no remorse, no sympathy, shoving an elderly woman like that. You’re a psychopath.”Chloe’s face paled. “And yet, you were the one with me at the hospital that day, weren’t you? You sympathized with me, even though you caused my sadness. You cried beside me.”Stanley’s jaw clenched, his hands balling into fists. “I’ll make sure you and your brother rot
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