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WELL ISN'T THIS MOMENT AWKWARD.
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2025-06-09 22:35:08
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BENEATH THE LIES I'LL STICK TO THE DEAL.
093**Alora’s POV**“Hey, Stanley,” I said, my voice shaky as I forced a sheepish smile. I knew I’d screwed up big time. I’d just burst into one of his meetings, and from the looks of the men around the table—sharp suits, stern faces—it was a big deal. My stomach twisted, but Stanley’s wide-eyed stare held me in place, his expression a mix of shock and something I couldn’t quite read.Before he could respond, a short man in a black suit, his hair touched with gray, shot to his feet and slammed his hands on the table. His face, sharp and furious, marked him as maybe Chinese, and I’d clearly pissed him off. “This is the height of it, Mr. Stanley Richardson!” he barked, shoving his chair back and stalking toward Stanley. “What’s gotten into you lately?”“What’s wrong with me?” Stanley snapped, his voice tight. “What are you implying, Mr. Chen?”“What am I implying?” Mr. Chen yelled, his face reddening. “*Her*! She’s why I’m shouting! Because of her, you’ve been acting crazy. Or haven’t y
BENEATH THE LIES ALORA?
092 **Alora’s POV** I woke up to an empty bed, the sheets cold where Stanley should’ve been. My stomach dropped for a second, wondering if last night—his hands, his whispers—meant nothing. Then I saw the note on his pillow, his handwriting bold and messy: *Gone to work. See you later, honey.* I smiled, feeling warm inside. Typical Stanley, always knowing how to make me feel wanted. I got up, my feet hitting the floor, and wandered to the closet, to see if they were some of Stanley's clothes I could put on till my clothes were brought here but When I opened it, my mouth fell open. All my clothes—dresses, jeans, everything from my old apartment—were hanging there. How’d they move it all without me knowing? I must’ve been out cold after last night. I laughed a little, Stanley was a darling. I went to the bathroom soon after. The shower was hot, clearing my head as I stood under the spray. I tried to shake off thoughts of Tasha’s cruel words and my dad’s betrayal, but they stuck with
BENEATH THE LIES SO BE IT.
091**Ryan’s POV**I stood frozen on the pavement, staring at the fading taillights of Stanley’s car, the roar of its engine echoing in my ears. Alora was gone, lost to another man, and the weight of it crushed me. I’d chosen Ash over her, thrown away the best thing I ever had for someone who betrayed me. I was selfish, blind, but now I saw her worth, and nothing—*nothing*—would stop me from making her mine again.As I turned to head back to the restaurant, my eyes caught Mr. Ken staring at me, his chest still heaving from the shouting match with Alora. His face was a mix of anger and regret, and I couldn’t stand to look at him. I didn’t want to. He’d hated me from the moment Alora introduced me as her boyfriend, all because I was a poor orphan with nothing to my name. And when Alora returned to him, broken and stripped of everything I’d taken from her, he’d rejected her too, replacing her with that low-life Tasha standing next to him. Now, I could see it in his eyes—he regretted it.
BENEATH THE LIES COME FOR ME.
**Alora’s POV**090I grabbed Stanley’s cock in my hand, my fingers wrapping around its thick, pulsing length. It was hard, impossibly huge, and I could hardly believe I’d taken all ten inches inside me before. Each touch made it throb, veins standing out against my palm, and I planned to make it grow even more. The heat of him, the weight in my hand, sent a thrill through me, chasing away the chaos of the night—Tasha’s venom, my father’s betrayal, Ryan’s pathetic chase.Without hesitation, I steadied his shaft, my lips brushing the tip before I took him in. I swirled my tongue around the head, teasing the sensitive ridge, tasting the salt of him. Stanley groaned, his head tipping back, the sound low and raw in his throat. It spurred me on, and I sucked deeper, taking him inch by inch, my lips stretching around him. I never thought I could go so far, but I pushed myself, sliding down until my nose brushed his skin, his balls against my chin. My throat tightened, and I pulled back, gas
BENEATH THE LIES I'LL MAKE YOU MINE AGAIN.
089**Alora’s POV**The night air was cool against my skin, but my blood boiled as I turned to face Tasha, her smug smirk visible as she descended the restaurant’s steps. My father trailed behind her, his face a mask of shock, like he hadn’t expected to see me alive after kicking me out of his house all those months ago. “What do you want?” I demanded, my eyes flicking between them. The weight of their presence pressed on me, threatening to ruin the night Stanley and I had fought so hard to reclaim.“I don’t want anything,” Tasha sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. “What could I possibly want from a pathetic loser like you? You’re nothing. Remember when you crawled back home, acting like you still had a place there?”“Don’t you dare!” I snapped, cutting her off, my voice sharp enough to slice through her taunts.“Sorry, sorry,” she said, raising her hands in mock surrender, her smirk never faltering. “I didn’t know where you’d end up, but looks like you found yourself another bo
BENEATH THE LIES WELL ISN'T THIS MOMENT AWKWARD.
088**Alora’s Pov**At the far end of the dining room sat my stepsister, Tasha, her platinum blonde hair catching the light as she leaned toward a man in a tailored suit. I was almost certain it was my father, his rigid posture unmistakable. What were they doing here? The question gnawed at me, my stomach twisting with dread. This was supposed to be a memorable night, a chance for Stanley and me to start fresh after his proposal outside the Nexus Bar. But seeing them—smiling, discussing something over a file, likely business-related—shattered my mood. The joy of Stanley’s ring on my finger faded, replaced by a bitter ache.Memories surged, unbidden and relentless. My father’s cold voice as he kicked me out of the house, refusing to shelter me when I returned heartbroken and homeless. The way he’d replaced me with Tasha, elevating her while casting me aside like I was nothing. My fists clenched under the table, nails digging into my palms. “Alora? Alora? Alora?” a voice broke through,
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