All Chapters of Loyal to Her Lies : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My lips savored the taste of the wine as I gently patted them dry. "So," I paused briefly as I stared into the man's eyes, "Why do you want this job?" He was definitely attractive. The type of man that screamed sex. His body was blessed by the heavens. The sharp features he had were the kind that made you stare a little too long and those cheekbones were cut from stone and a jawline that could wound. What caught me off guard were his eyes. A shade of green that reminded me of the forest. "I was part of the army for a couple of years. My dad was shot trying to fight off a couple of guys that were robbing his store. Had I been there he would've stood a chance. I decided that I wanted to do something with my life. I want to protect." His smooth voice caught me off guard.Protect. That’s what a man should do.My mind wandered back to my husband. On paper he was my husband but in reality he was a monster. He didn’t give me the time of the day. He was abusive in his words and acti

"I'm an idiot." I frowned as my sister, Beatrice, moved the chess piece and won the match. "Yup." She popped the p and I rolled my eyes. "So," she started and I already knew where she was headed. "The answer is no. I just needed protection." "Sure. Protection from being lonely?" She raised a brow, a mischievous smirk and a glint of mischief in her eyes. "Bea, he wouldn't even give me the time of day if what you're saying was true." I sighed. A chuckle left her lips,"I was just teasing but it seems like I'm correct. You hired him because he's hot." "No I did not," my face flushed and she threw her head back laughing. "I won't tell Nico." She winked. "Wow thanks so much." I muttered sarcastically. "When last did he come home?" "It's been almost 7 weeks." A sigh escaped my lips before I could even realize. "He's just a busy business man. He'll make time for you when this project is out of the way." She held my hand but my frown deepened. "Yeah, sure. He'll buy me

What dress should I go with? Does it even matter? Nico is back, yes, but it's not like he's giving me the time of day anyway. I sat on my bed browsing through the 10 dresses he bought me. They were all exquisite but there was a dangerously sexy red dress. I held it up and measured it against my body. I'm definitely wearing this. I was wrong to even think of Damien as more than a bodyguard. He was just doing is job and I was being silly. I cringed at my past actions. Was I so starved that I just jumped at anything? Any chance that I was getting? Ridiculous. Nico was back for however long that would last and I'm just going to have to be contented with that. I laid the red dress carefully across the bed, its silk catching the light like temptation. This night wasn't about love or connection—it was about showing up. Looking the part. Playing the game. I was Mrs. Aisla Pembroke. A wife. A woman of status. And if I couldn't have the warmth I craved, then I'd at least have co

“I’m sorry, Aisla.” He whispered as he stroked my hair. “I’m use to it.” “That doesn’t make it okay. You shouldn’t have to be treated that way.” “Don’t have much of a choice.” “Why?” I heard his voice break a little. “I don’t want to talk about it and I don’t need your pity.” I broke the hug and sat on my bed. “I can’t stand seeing you get hurt like that.” He leaned against the door. “Then you can leave.” I walked over to the cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine. Heaven knows I needed it. I poured myself a glass and a took a sip. Damien’s eyes were still on me like a hawk. “I don’t get you.” He shook his head. “No you don’t because we are worlds apart. We live different lives. I made a mistake and I’m paying for it.” I sighed. “Aisla, let me help you. I can’t watch him abuse you.” “How can you possibly help me?” “I will stand up to that asshole for you, for starters.” He said and I chuckled. “You can’t. He will get rid of you in no time. So, pleas

After Nico slapped me for insulting his whore, I retired to bed and called it a night. The next day I went for my early morning run as usual. I went over the hills and made my way to the lake. To my surprise Damien was already out there. He was leaning on a tree and when he saw me he walked over. “Good morning Aisla.” He smiled. “Fancy seeing you out here.” “I wanted to talk to you.” “About last night?” I blushed and he nodded. “I’m interested in you Aisla. I tried to respect your marriage but quite frankly there’s nothing to respect. I want you.” He said and my heart raced. “Damien,” I whispered as he walked up to me and caressed my face. “I want you too.” I admitted and he smiled. “But we will have to be careful around Nico.” “I know. That’s for now. I will get you out of that marriage.”Damien’s words sent a chill down my spine, half fear, half anticipation.“You make it sound so easy,” I said, barely above a whisper.He looked at me, serious now. “It won’t be. B