All Chapters of His Untold Lies: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

KiannaHave you ever caught yourself laughing at how completely, utterly naive you were—all while convincing yourself it was love?Yeah. That kind of love. The kind that blinds you so thoroughly that every single red flag just looks like a pretty piece of festive decoration. You twist your own mind into knots trying to make 'yourself' the problem. You aren't enough. You aren't exciting enough. You tell yourself that maybe—just maybe—that’s why his eyes are wandering.A million questions keep slamming into the walls of my skull like a pile-up on the interstate. Do you actually have to be stupid to fall in love? How long was he sneaking around before the floor gave way beneath me? Why didn’t he just have the decency to leave if he wanted to cheat? How could he look me straight in the face every single day and lie with a smooth, unblinking smile? Did he ever feel even a microscopic shred of guilt?What did I do wrong?All I ever did was love him. Completely, without a safety net or a back

KiannaThe words hung between us, dense and absurd. I stared at him, my knuckles whitening as I clamped the duvet tighter against my collarbone."I—I’m sorry, what?" My voice cracked, the sound sharp in the quiet room. "You want to marry me? Are you completely out of your mind?"Ares flinched, his shoulders locking up as his chest heaved with a sudden, shallow breath. The smooth confidence he’d radiated a second ago evaporated, leaving his posture stiff and defensive. He swallowed hard, his gaze shifting down to the floorboards for a fraction of a second before he forced his eyes back to mine.He cleared his throat, a faint tremor running through his jaw. "Will you... marry me?" he repeated, his voice dropping into a tense, quiet murmur.The silence stretched, thick and suffocating. He shifted his weight, trying to project a casual indifference, but the sharp, rapid rise and fall of his chest gave him away.My mind spun into a complete short-circuit. 'He’s serious. He’s actually propos

Ares"I'm sorry I kept you waiting," I said, stepping into her line of sight.Kianna blinked, pulling her gaze from the pavement. Her focus adjusted to me slowly, a faint, dazed confusion softening her features. "Did you... wait long? I didn't even notice you standing there.""The wind is picking up, and you’re shivering," I said, the words coming out gentler than I intended. I gestured toward the heavy glass doors of the bureau. "Come on. Let's get inside."She didn't move immediately. She just stared up at me, a sudden, dark flush creeping up her neck and staining her cheeks. Her fingers twisted into the fabric of the jacket I’d bought her, her breath hitching slightly in her throat.I took a slow step forward, closing the distance until the heat between us cut through the autumn chill. I reached out, my hands settling firmly against the curve of her waist, anchoring her to the spot. I leaned down, my lips inches from her ear."Don't pull away from me, Kianna," I murmured, watching t

Kianna"Oh, you're here! Ah—"The syllables caught in my throat as I spun around. My wet sock slid across the slick tile. My arms flailed, gravity pulling me down, and I instinctively squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the hard impact of the kitchen floor.It never came.A heavy, solid arm clamped around my waist, hoisting me back up before my knees could buckle. I opened my eyes to find Ares leaning over me, his face inches from mine."Are you alright?" he asked.I stayed frozen in his grip, my fingers tightly clutching his forearms until my knuckles ached. He waited until my feet were steady before slowly easing his hand away from my hip."My fault," he said, gesturing to a thin sheen of water near the refrigerator. "The freezer seal must be leaking again. I'll get a towel.""I-I'll just watch my step next time. Thanks," I muttered. My face was burning so hot I could practically feel the steam.I turned and bolted down the dark hallway, shutting the guest room door behind me. 'Get a

Bright morning light filled the hotel room. The sun hit the bed as Vincent stretched his arms, looking over at Asteria."I spent so much cash on Kia," Vincent said, a mean smile on his face. "But she never even let me hold her hand. She acts like a saint. You, though—you are much better. You even let me get close to you right in my office."Asteria giggled and leaned back against the pillows. "You know what I like. So... does that mean you are only seeing me now?"Vincent blinked. The question caught him off guard. He did not expect her to ask that."Well, Vincent?" Asteria asked. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at him."Yeah. Sure. Just you," Vincent said fast. The words felt heavy and fake in his mouth."Good. Because I need to ask you something else," Asteria said. A cold spark lit up her eyes.The room went quiet. Vincent’s smile slipped, his palms sweating under the sheets. "What is it?""Have you talked to my sister lately?""No. She is not picking up my calls," Vincent said, his