All Chapters of Lovely Little Liar : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Third Person POVArianna heard the footsteps stop right outside the locked door. The sound of them had been deliberate, the kind that belonged to a man who did not rush unless he chose to. Then the key slid into the lock. It turned slowly, metal against metal, each click sharp in the quiet room.Her eyes locked on the doorknob as it twisted. She pushed herself up from the floor quickly this time, body going tense with a mix of dread and something sharper, something she did not want to name. Anticipation sat heavy in her chest.The door swung open.Nikolai stepped into the room. The first thing she saw was the heavy frown carved deep into his face—brows furrowed hard, jaw clenched tight, eyes burning with that dark obsession and barely restrained fury she had learned to recognize. He looked at her like she was both the problem and the only thing that mattered.Without hesitation he started walking directly toward her, purposeful strides eating up the space. Arianna’s feet moved on inst

THIRD PERSONThe Volkov estate was busy as usual. Guards changing shift at the gate, vehicles checked in the driveway, the kitchen already producing the smell of bread and coffee that drifted through the ground floor and up the staircase by six in the morning. Upstairs, Arande was already awake.She sat against the headboard in her silk robe with her legs crossed, her phone in her hand, and when the screen lit up with a message she read it twice before she smiled.The spy was on his way to the school. Everything was in place. He would report back the moment he had something.She typed her reply with her thumbnail: no mistakes. I want the result today.She sent it, set the phone on the bed and looked at the ceiling for a moment.Dean's voice came back to her. No man truly cares for what is not his.She picked the phone back up and sent another message — send me his latest photograph.The picture arrived quickly. She opened it and brought it close.Noah's face looked back at her from t

Summer's POV I made it to the library a few minutes before four, claimed our usual table in the back corner, and had my books stacked and ready by the time Ace strolled in, bag slung over one shoulder like he had nowhere better to be. "You're early," he said, dropping into the seat across from me. He smirked and pulled his textbook out, and for about four minutes, it actually looked like we might get somewhere. Then someone at the next table whispered something that wasn't nearly as quiet as they thought it was, and three heads turned our way at once. I tried to ignore it. I really did. But it kept happening, in waves, a group of girls near the periodicals section who kept sneaking glances and giggling behind their hands, a couple of guys from the team who'd apparently decided our table was more interesting than their own assignment, someone's phone camera angled a little too obviously in our direction, and something in me curled up small under all that attention, tired of being l

THIRD PERSONShe woke from the nap still tired. She sat on the edge of the bed, pressed her hand flat over her stomach, breathed, and told herself the same thing she had been telling herself since the nurse left.*Stay calm for Noah.*She washed her face, changed and went downstairs.Noah was in the living room with a set of coloured blocks arranged into something ambitious on the carpet. He looked up when he heard her and abandoned the construction immediately, running toward her happily. She caught him and held on.For a few minutes they sat on the floor together and she helped him build the thing back up while he explained the structural decisions he had made. She laughed at something he said. The laugh surprised her slightly as she had not thought she had one available.Then the gates opened outside, and Nikolai walked in.He wore a dark suit, his tie was loosened by exactly the amount that a very long day produced, and before he had fully cleared the entrance Noah was already acr

The sleek sports car rolled to a stop just outside the tall concrete walls of the Smirnov estate. The police lights were long gone, and the big driveway sat in thick, heavy darkness. At the main iron gate, Milana glanced over at the passenger seat, her face tense."Ara, you gotta hide in the back footwell right now," she whispered. "The guards are still on high alert. If they spot a third person in here, the whole gate will lock down."Ara gave a quick nod. She tucked her big blade away into her inventory, then squeezed into the tight space behind the seats. She lay flat on the floor and pulled a dark tarp over herself to stay hidden.Maksim lowered the driver’s window as the heavy gate hummed open. The estate guards walked up, shining their flashlights inside, but when they saw the twins, they didn’t bother searching the car. The coupe rolled smoothly up the long driveway toward the big white mansion.Once they parked in the circular courtyard, the twins moved fast. They pulled the r