Your Last Lie to Me! {Book One}

Your Last Lie to Me! {Book One}

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'My Last Wish.' is Annabelle's favourite book; an unknown author and delicious sex scenes, what's not to love? Well...being the Villainess, Being the villainess is what's not to love! Annabelle, a partially celibate lawyer (Not by choice) with a knack for pole dancing on the weekends with her best friend, wakes up in the arms of a beautiful stranger in what she hoped was a vivid sex dream. But, sadly, it instead becomes her new reality! Annabelle is stuck as the Villainess of her favourite reverse harem romance story--fated to be publicly executed by her contract fiancé, The crown prince of Envia. With no one to trust and nothing but malice offered by the male leads, she has no one to rely on but herself to restore her land to its former glory and clear her debt to escape the clutches of the first prince. Unfortunately, easier said than done, especially with the Prince's Knight constantly around her, her butler constantly watching, the Portburgh tycoon out for her blood and unknown prince's spies watching from the shadows making sure her plans are anything but hidden and her safety anything but guaranteed! (IMPORTANT: THIS BOOK NEEDS HEAVY EDITING, AND, UNFORTUNATELY, IT DID NOT DO WELL ENOUGH FOR BOOK TWO; I AM CONSIDERING EDITING TO COMPLETE THE PLOT IN ONE BOOK, BUT THAT NEEDS TIME (A LOT) AND EFFORT. PLEASE DO NOT PURCHASE UNTIL THIS NOTICE IS ERASED. IT COULD BE YEARS** BECAUSE MY WRITING STYLE HAS CHANGED)

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Chapter 1

Chapter One: My Eternal Bond.

"Are you still holding on to that book?" My best friend Milo asked, well she did not so much as ask, but yell the words instead. "By that I mean are you still jerking- "

"Shhhhh!" I leapt from my seat, which was across from hers, and covered her mouth with my hand. The white plastic table between us shook jerkily against my body, and our drinks almost spilt. Yes, she was drunk. Yes, I was also drunk. But the only difference was that I was not drunk enough to let the whole world know that I was masturbating to my favourite book!

We were outside a small open bar and restaurant that served my best friend's microbrew.

Milo had sold her recipe of the brew exclusively to them so that they would gain more customers and popularity. But, genuinely, I am convinced that she sold it to them because she liked one of the chefs.

Aruto, he was handsome and roguish. Pantie-drop roguish. He had the kind of low voice that left your tummy unsettled.

If he had also asked me to sell him my lifelong recipe, I'm not sure that I would have turned down the offer, but then again, As Milo had so crudely put it, I hadn't been laid in a while.

My best friend Milossa, I am not just saying this because I am biased, is gorgeous. She has caramel hair that she cut into a straight bob, her left eye is pink, and the other is the deepest shade of blue that I had ever known existed. Naturally, she was bullied as a child for this. But, I have never seen her back away from a fight. So, I am adding that quality to her beauty.

"Annabelle, let me get you laid!" She said then took a swig of her beer. "Give me your permission, and I will be your fairy fuck mother so that you never have to use a book again!"

Despite her vulgar tone, Milo is a surprisingly good lawyer. We are partners in the same firm, and when we were not gossiping over scandalous cases or ogling men, we were working up a sweat at the local pole dancing gym. Professionally ogling the men, of course.

Our firm took off in the modelling direction. It all began with one of those cases where we helped the founder of a modelling agency, and he hired us as his exclusive lawyers.

It was a genuinely unconventional direction, but Milo and I were more liberal than others, perhaps that was why we always felt drawn to one another. That and we were an unusually happy and positive pair. Sometimes, I felt as though we had known each other from our previous lives because of how well we got along.

Even on this Friday night, outside a dingy shop, with delicious food and beer served on foldable chairs and wobbly plastic tables, we still felt like queens who were living it up under the stars.

The neighbourhood had houses that were close enough to each other that even the slightest noise would wake the person living next to them, provided that they did not have soundproof walls, of course. But that was the reason that the only thing lacking from the restaurant was music.

"I will get laid, when the time is right, I mean it's not like I have men lining outside my door waiting to fuck me!" I said.

"Uh, helloo! that is exactly what I am offering, Men lining up outside your door!" Milo proclaimed, "How long has it been anyway? I swear, I think you have cobwebs up there, you'd better go to a doctor." Milo laughed, and I kicked her under the table with my boots.

"Ouch! What? I am showing genuine concern. Maybe some bats live up there now?" She suggested then finished the beer in her glass.

"Oh, har har!" I mocked having given up on trying to control her volume.

I didn't have a painful breakup or a bad relationship experience to use as my excuse. I couldn't even blame it on my work. It's just that after a while of not having sex, you start to get more conscious about the act. Worst case scenario you develop the virgin syndrome.

The 'virgin syndrome' is a disease, Milo and I had come up with last year. It's basically that nagging feeling that the man you lost your virginity to is the 'one' especially when he does not feel the same, or instead, in this case, that, I might fall for the first person that I have sex with after this hiatus. We did not call it that name out of spite, but instead because we had been through the so-called syndrome. We both had fallen for our 'ones', and sadly their rejection had left us both disillusioned to the notion of 'Mr Rights.'

Plus as a cherry on top, because it's been ages, I currently doubt my level of sexpertise. So perhaps there was more of insecurity in my postponing her request.

Perhaps I should give her a shot to set me up?

"Okay, maybe we can start with a blind date," I said to her. Maybe it was time I stop making excuses and just go out there. I might be rusty to start, but…wasn't sex and relationships like riding a bike?

"Wait? Are you serious?! Oh my God, Annabelle, you will not regret this! I will definitely set you up with a great guy!" Milo said then rubbed her shoulders.

Despite the warmth of the alcohol and our slightly…okay more than slightly inebriated state, it was a cold night, and the tank tops we both had on were not doing us any favours.

Milo's phone rang, interrupting my thoughts, and she frowned.

"Shit!" Milo cursed.

"What?" I asked, mildly curious.

"It's Debbie, I told her to call me if anything that requires our attention in the office pops up," Milo explained then answered the call.

"Hey Debbie?" she said, leaning away from the table to continue with the conversation.

I fiddled with my jeans to keep busy then eventually sunk on my chair and finished my drink.

I signalled a waiter, who looked as though he wanted something to do, and he cleared our table.

"Could you get this round?" Milo mouthed to me before returning to the call, and I nodded.

I pulled out my wallet from my bag and dropped a few notes on the table. Just as I had returned the wallet to my bag, the hot chef, Aruto, walked out, holding a garbage bag.

"Ladies." He greeted us, smiling.

I swear my legs automatically squeezed themselves shut, perhaps that was my ego's way of asking me not to jump the innocent man.

He had long, deep brown hair that he had tied in a low bun, big brown eyes and the most seductive lips I had had the pleasure of seeing hold a smile. He was dressed in a white chefs uniform that seemed to stir up some new kinks in me.

-Marry me!- My thoughts rang.

"Hey, Aruto! How are things at the restaurant?" I asked, instead.

That was my feeble attempt at keeping my mind away from his muscular frame and instead, keeping him, the sober party in this conversation, in charge of directing the conversation, before I said something embarrassing.

"Great! Thanks to the microbrew! Leaving already?" he asked as he moved closer to me with the trash bag in hand. His warm brown eyes caressed, or at least I felt like they did, my body and he raked his gaze slowly up and down my frame.

I have never been self-conscious about my looks, with a slender frame, deep red hair and green eyes with long lashes, a heart-shaped face with doe eyes, I knew that I was beautiful. I mean, I did have a rough time during puberty, but I got there eventually.

Under Aruto's gaze, I felt weirdly nervous, as though I lacked something that I should have, that he was looking for.

"What do you mean 'Already'? You're literally taking the trash out because It's almost closing time," I responded, then cleared my throat.

"Almost, but we aren't quite there yet." He drawled then licked his lips. My gaze immediately left his eyes and followed the motion his tongue made as it moistened his lips.

"Aruto, are you leading us on?" Milo interrupted, breaking my focus. Her tone was playful as she said the words then hung up her phone.

"I would never do that." He placed a hand on his chest as though he was pledging his loyalty.

"I'll bet," Milo said dismissively then stood. "Annabelle, we have a case tomorrow."

"What?" I asked as I followed her cue to stand.

Aruto looked as though he wanted to say more, but I chose to cut him short and nod a curt goodbye. This is because I didn't entirely trust myself to be alone with him, and knowing Milo, she would probably leave us alone to chat then rush home alone.

Milo hated drinking if the next day was scheduled, because one, and probably the most important one, Milo was superstitious. Two, which should be number one but isn't, Milo got terrible hangovers.

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Nicci
77% through this one and I'm already looking forward to book two. I've been enjoying the journey of this story.
2021-09-18 01:22:35
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Undercover Ostrich.
All your comments are really lovely, so much so that I am compelled to continue with book 1 and end it elsewhere. Y'all are super mages. It might take some time because I have a few other projects I am tackling, but what the hell, right? haha! Thank you for the love, I appreciate it.
2021-04-12 15:25:46
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saldytuvanera
I love it. Waiting for more of vivanna
2021-04-04 20:14:37
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Betney Und
Kept my attention throughout. Lots of juicy intrigue.
2021-04-03 12:01:02
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Kristina S.
I love it! Waiting waiting second book, more of vivanna :-)
2021-03-31 16:17:34
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Kyon Baby
This is a good read. I like the flow of the story. Each chapter will make you crave for more. I hope it will be updated soon.
2021-03-07 00:01:14
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coralbrunini16
Worth it👍🥰
2021-01-11 21:04:04
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77 Chapters
Chapter One: My Eternal Bond.
"Are you still holding on to that book?" My best friend Milo asked, well she did not so much as ask, but yell the words instead. "By that I mean are you still jerking- ""Shhhhh!" I leapt from my seat, which was across from hers, and covered her mouth with my hand. The white plastic table between us shook jerkily against my body, and our drinks almost spilt. Yes, she was drunk. Yes, I was also drunk. But the only difference was that I was not drunk enough to let the whole world know that I was masturbating to my favourite book!We were outside a small open bar and restaurant that served my best friend's microbrew.Milo had sold her recipe of the brew exclusively to them so that they would gain more customers and popularity. But, genuinely, I am convinced that she sold it to them because she liked one of the chefs.Aruto, he was handsome and roguish. Pantie-drop roguish. He had the kind of low voice that left your tummy unsettled.If he had also ask
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Chapter Two: My Last Wish.
Aruto gave me a curt nod back, and I couldn't help but wonder if he looked a little bit disappointed. If I did see disappointment etched in his beautiful features, it was only for a second, and then he proceeded with his chores."Which case?" I asked as I wore my bag over my shoulders and then fixed my clothes."A model double signed. She had an exclusive contract with the agency for six years, but she signed early with another agency, and she is kicking up a fuss.""Talk about the fine print." I sighed as we walked out."Are you taking a cab?" Milo asked."Yeah, you?""I was thinking of staying over at your place," she said."Yeah sure, you still have your clothes from last time," I shrugged. " Plus I'd love to have you pay for the cab.""Wow, frugal friends." She chuckled and then called the cab nonetheless."You know, Aruto could be a voice porn actor," I said, and Milo chuckled."Should I just set you two up?
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Chapter Three: A Leap.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the chapter, Daisy was confessing to her best friend that she could not choose between the men. "They are not the same, and I love them all. If only I could split my body and heart and give it to them." Daisy confessed. "But that is not the part they would love, because like you love them differently, they love you wholly." Gisselle, her best friend replied. "But then if, if I still had my memories, do you think it would be easier to choose?" she asked, tears brimming in her eyes. Daisy had spent weeks mulling over the issue. 'What if she had forgotten something that would help her have an easy time picking, or did she have to choose? If she asked for more time, would they give it to her, or would they plot other ways to make her love them more?' She had reached her breaking point. Currently, she was avoiding all of the men, and
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Chapter Four: A Summoning.
It didn't take me long to realize that silence was the best option. It was made especially clear when my butler, Erden, had rushed three well-known physicians to the mansion even before dawn. I was now participating in my last check-up with the physicians, and I have to say, I was really close to being sent away and declared mentally unfit.The only way to stay alive long enough to figure out how to exit the book was to be quiet."Everything seems okay, my lady. Did you perhaps ingest something that did not agree with you?" The middle-aged man kneeling before me asked. He was from checking my pulse with his stethoscope, or something that looked like one, and he was currently packing it away."No, no, I know that I gave everyone a scare yesterday, but as I said, I am fine now. I momentarily forgot myself, that is all." I smiled.Like hell I am, I want to go home! Milo…Oh shoot! Milo will be so mad if I am late tomorrow."My lady, that in itse
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Chapter Five: A Solid...ish Plan.
The fact that I am receiving an official summoning must mean that the White Winter ball is near.Fuck! Why do I have to go through this?I didn't even know that I was fucking a Knight and it was more like he fucked me, I didn't even get him anywhere!-That's hardly a proper defence but still. - I sighed. -And I'm not Vivanna! I'm just a sex-starved, I mean was, I was a sex-starved lawyer who just went to sleep!-Maybe if I had gotten laid when Milo had suggested I wouldn't have easily been convinced that it was a sex dream! "Are you not going to open it? My lady?" The maid asked jolting me from my thoughts."Oh!..uh" I gazed at the letter again.In Envia, it was customary for someone to open a letter, especially an official one, before a witness for it to be considered read."What is your name?" I asked the brown-haired maid, and she frowned.-Did she frown because I am supposed to know her name, or because
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Chapter Six: A Light.
"You, pick my outfit for the day." I pointed to the maid with the timidest looking posture."y-yes!" she said, and I recognized her voice as the one that had stammered outside my door.The girl had long brown hair held in such a tight bun that I was almost sure it would peel right off her scalp.  Her outfit was so stiff, it was like she had starched it for longer than the recommended duration. She looked like a walking box.-I don't even think the wind would affect the dress.-Was it her first day here?Or is she acting like this on purpose?"Stay here till I come back from my bath, you alone shall dress me," I said, and the rest of the maids had stiffened."Yes, my lady." They replied nonetheless, but they each sent her an apologetic look.The 'new' maid's green eyes filled with tears, as though she had truly expected the worst. But I didn't comfort her after all, I didn't know her side."Let's go." I said to the t
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Chapter Seven: The White-Haired Help
I had worn the spiceberry coloured gown that Mary had picked out, and then afterwards, I had forced her to change out of her ridiculous box!We were now about to leave the estate but not before she had shown me Vivanna's office.It had been a gorgeous space; the walls were literal bookshelves while her desk sat in the middle. There were two golden furnished couches at the centre of the room. The couches sat opposite to each other and between the couches, was a globe alcohol holder with in-built cooling stones that produced a cold mist indicating the degree of coolness. On the opposite side of the room from where Vivanna's desk sat, there was a wide and lavish golden fireplace with a large beautiful painting of the dutchy sitting above it.I know that the duchy is going bankrupt, but I don't think that I would be willing to part with anything in that room. The clothes and jewels were fine, but that room. I would leave it like that.Speaking of jewels, I co
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Chapter Eight: A Dog That Bites Its Master.
The town looked vibrant, and the people themselves looked cheerful. But that was probably because I was looking from a distance. The route to the club was not at the heart of the dutchy; it was on the hill that overlooked the town.I could see why the club failed, who in their right mind would like to travel up a steep hill when they were pissed drunk? No noble would bother with such a club, but perhaps it had been tailored to suit the townspeople.The road winded up the hill, a route which had way too many potholes. Each time the carriage shook, my body was forced against Erden's rock hard frame.I had to grip the seats at some point for stability but this, in turn, caused my hand to continuously graze his muscular thighs. For my last stunt, I stood in the jerking carriage wanting to sit next to Mary, so that I could successfully re-recite my celibate vows, without too much stimulation. But the driver had hit a pothole so deep that I smacked my hea
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Chapter Nine: Translation.
He had pushed her too far.Erden sighed.He hadn't had a choice, she was acting differently, and he hadn't known why. Ever since morning, had she lost her mind? Or was it a new drug this time?Still, he had expected her to tell him to see him in her 'office' or rather, her playroom.The pain she usually inflicted did very little to Erden, he didn't mind it. Hell, maybe she even allowed him to hate her. It was oddly relaxing.It was an odd feeling. Erden had never met anyone that he could hate more than himself, but…Vivanna always surpassed his expectations.Erden swore his loyalty to the prince because he admired him. The prince shone in Erden's eyes, his ideas were bright and revolutionary, but in the shadows there lurked too many corrupt nobles who thrived in the old system. He needed hands and legs, and Erden had vowed to be them. Especially to their most significant threat at political stability, Portburgh.The prince was n
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Chapter Ten: Beatrice Milton?
"You look uncomfortable, Viva," Bea said my name as though it was a weapon."Do I?" I asked straightening my posture. "I wonder why?""Me too, your family saved a life, you know." She smiled. "As I'm sure you know, twins are akin to taboo among the nobility, and so one of the twins lived her life in a wine cellar, among rats and smelly water. Fed stale bread twice a week, on good days.""Should we name the girls?" Bea asked then plopped her legs on her desk in the most unladylike manner.-Seriously, she behaves just like Milo…- I gawked. -I should probably leave though…-I turned my gaze to the door, uncomfortable by the conversational direction."My lady, it's storytime. Don't leave." She smiled. "I desperately need to hear your answer because that will depend on the level of partnership.""Partnership?" I frowned, and she stilled."I want to help you, and in the same way I need your help.""Yet I am the o
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