A Kiss Beneath The Lies Novels & Stories

“Show me you’re not like the rest. Show me you’re not just another liar in my life.” She gasped at his sudden movement, her heart slamming against her ribs as his shadow loomed over her. His voice dropped into a husky whisper, rough yet intimate. “Let me make love to you, baby. Let me take you right here, right now, and then I’ll know if you’re telling me the truth… or a lie. No more words and tears, just the honest truth.” Before she could react, he captured her lips in a furious kiss. His mouth pressed hard, demanding a response, his hands gripping her waist. But she stayed rigid, her lips sealed, her body cold against his heat.

No, he kissed her back, his hand resting on her hip like it was the most natural thing in the world. And in that moment, I felt the ground disappear beneath my feet. This man-the one who'd been making me trapped and confused, telling me I was safe with him-was leading some sort of double life. Here, he wasn't the polished CEO I thought I knew. He wasn't the man who had brought me into his cold mansion. No, here, he was someone else altogether. He was a mafia lord. The kiss finally broke, and the woman turned to look at me, her sharp gaze pinning me in place.

He looked back up and I noticed his eyes were the perfect reflection of lust and were so dark you could mistake them for black. He wasted no time when he crushed his lips to mine and pulled me even closer as he deepened the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and run my hand from the base of his neck moving upwards. I felt him shiver and then groan as he moved me even closer. I tilted my head back when I needed some air which allowed him to nibble on my neck and his other hand to go exploring just like at the picnic. "Cole." I whispered.

I whisper. He breathes in slowly, as if that single question unlocks something between us. The distance we keep. The ache we bury. Then he leans in. His mouth brushes mine with that same worship he always shows me, like he’s not sure he deserves this. Us. Me. But I kiss him back firmly, holding back no doubts. His hand finds the side of my face, fingers splayed. His other slides to beneath my waist, anchoring us in a place beyond names, beyond lies, beyond past lives we’ve both buried.

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

Yet, it still didn't feel real. “But why now?” I pressed. “Bastian's had girlfriends before. There has to be more of a reason than just Bastian.” Leo bent his head and kissed me again. His kiss stole all of my ability to think, sending me soaring to another, happier plane of being. I completely lost my train of thought as Leo kissed me, and damn if he wasn't an even better kisser than I had imagined.

A strange feeling surged through her entire being. "Here's your punishment for making me worried." Kai quickly pressed his lips against the girl's, gradually deepening the kiss. Blessie's body seemed paralyzed as she was taken aback by the sudden movement of the guy. As their kiss deepened, she didn't realize that she was gradually getting carried away, matching each movement of their lips. What started as a simple kiss soon turned into their tongues playing inside their mouths. The heat they felt gradually intensified, fueling their burning libido. Their kisses became more passionate, and even their hands began to explore. Kai pulled Blessie's body closer to him, intensifying their kissing.

He then moved his lips towards her ear as his whispers echoed their unspoken promises. Ameera responded with a pull of his collar, enticing him to come closer. Their lips met once again, this time the kiss deepened and was filled with an unspoken passion. It was slow and rhythmic, an exploration of feelings that were pushed aside during their daily lives. The intensity of the kiss left them breathless, eliciting soft gasps as they sought air.

No All lies Deep down, I knew why I wanted to kiss him. Despite my denials, the truth was that my heart longed for him. I had begun to fall for the one person I should never have. Each day and night, I had dreamed of stabbing him in the heart and holding his cold body in my hands. But I couldn’t admit that. So, I simply said, “Because I choose to.” He scoffed, his gaze piercing deep into my eyes, and then he said, “Since you want to lie, then allow me to return the kiss just because I choose to.” Before I could react, he crashed his lips onto mine.

I can’t tell her that the kiss was nothing more than a highly calculated contract signature designed to keep Ravenna from cutting my throat and his dad from controlling his line. So, I look up at my friend, forcing a tight smile onto my lips while the lie tastes like ash in my throat. “Yeah,” I whisper, leaning back against the bench and trying to look like a girl who isn’t currently drowning in a lake of fake romance. “He certainly has a very unique way of showing affection.”