A Beautiful Lie Drama Novels & Stories

A small smile tugged at my lips. Rachel Hartley. Soon to be CEO of Hartley Holdings. The title alone sent a thrill through me. I had imagined this moment more times than I could count. Power. Control. Independence. Everything I had worked for. Everything I had sacrificed for. In the middle of my thoughts, a hand slipped into mine. Damian. I stiffened immediately, instinctively trying to pull away, but his grip tightened just enough to stop me. Not forceful, but deliberate. “People are watching,” he murmured, his voice low, almost brushing against my ear. “We’re the perfect couple. Don’t forget.”

"Why are you staring at me like that?" "Because you're beautiful and I'm enjoying your sass." he says, and I blush even more, getting lost into his eyes. I don't know what it is about him, but I'm drawn to him. Not breaking eye contact, I say, "You're beautiful, too," I realize how stupid that sounded, so I attempt to recover, "I mean, uh, you're handsome, but not that you don't already know, okay, um," I am now even more red, severely embarrassed and stuttering profusely. "Shut up, now, Lesha." I tell myself, shaking my head, knowing that it's too late. I avert my eyes and look down, knowing I just ruined the moment, and embarrassed myself in front of the most handsome man I've ever had the

“Oh yes, Ma’am. ‘That’s Sir Dave, I have nothing to say because he’s a very smart man, also very generous to all of us. Then Davvy, that girl is really nice, Ma'am. But not to you. That’s how she is when she sees a woman meeting her father, especially like you, Ma’am. You are Beautiful. She doesn't want that. Davvy was jealous. She just wants her Daddy's attention.” I raised an eyebrow and grinned. “My gosh! Am I that beautiful and that child is insecure with me? I'm not going to flirt with her father.” She laughed uncontrollably. “You’re also funny, Ma’am. You are beautiful Ma’am so that child is afraid and is completely fenced off by her father when you are there.” I shook my head “Not onl

Alongside the photograph was an image of a wedding certificate, each timestamped five years ago. "This…" Elise stammered. "They're not real. Deepfakes – no one will be able to tell. It makes the story more believable, more convincing to the public." "Oh…" She nodded and returned the document to him. Elise thought to herself that if they could generate wedding photographs and a certificate that looked so real, there had been little need for an actual contract marriage in the first place. But she also understood that it was better to cover every angle than to be caught in a lie. The public wouldn't take it easy on them.

Bella's eyes had been glued at the man, till he had turned around and she saw his face. A surprised gasp escaped her lips. " Asriel!" Bella exclaimed before she got out of the car. She took out her mobile and hurriedly searched for his details online, only to find that he had lost everything, his entire wealth to the real daughter of Gedor family. She still remembered an article about him being the husband to Zia , the little slut that just entered into their family. Bella's mind began to process just how she could use this information against Zia. Bella was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the man head over to her.

"He will be Adelina's therapist while she continues her out-patient therapy here." As expected, everybody's eyes travelled to scrutinize the physical appearance of the man clad in the blue scrub. He had on a black leather coat and a white pair of white sneakers on his feet. On his wrist was a black watch. His Caesar cut hair was combed perfectly and very much suited his clean shaven jaw. Blaine's look presented that of one of those doctors in the popular film series, Grey's Anatomy. Everyone seemed impressed with the man except for Lupe, whose frown telegraphed displeasure.

No one stroking his biceps or placing their hand on his thigh as they asked him question after question was refreshing. Two high-pitched screams followed by the pair of women running away as fast as their high heels would allow brought Sebastian's attention back to the present. The look of disgust on Jared's face told him everything he needed to know. "Finally got around to telling them you're part of the Blood Lake pack?" "Yes. Things were going really well with the blonde, and I figured she might be up for a little fun later if she didn't have a negative reaction," Jared growled. "Clearly she's not."

"You're going to take Moris's word over the woman you supposedly love?" Something flashes in his eyes, feral and wounded all at once. "I do love her." His hand shoots out, pointing at the pile of crumpled cash on the floor. "That was in her dresser, Atticus. I wouldn't have ever looked through her shit if Moris hadn't told me she saw Beatrice take money out of my pocket tonight. Moris wasn't lying, obviously." I drag a hand over my face, exhaling through my nose so hard it burns. I sigh, shaking my head. I can't believe the stupidity sitting in front of me. "You fell right into that whore's trap and in the process, you ruined everything."

Leandra Price answered ambiguously, laughing heartily with her signature husky voice. The laughter slightly disturbed Lieutenant Benjamin's thoughts about their sweet past. However, he quickly dismissed it. "Well, help me out this time, Lea. There are two damn cops who want to rape the key witness in my case at the witness protection quarantine house. I managed to arrest them both. The bad news is that I have a crime scene where a family was slaughtered with three victims dead in Auburn. Do you understand my situation, Lea Darling?" "Alright, I think I can twist their balls later to teach them how to be true gentlemen. I'm at headquarters now; just send them to my office, Handsome Lieutenant

He had been busy faking a report for Sarah. "We rushed the tests," James announced. "The driver didn't drink. This might just be an accident."