A Kiss Beneath The Lies 소설 & 이야기

those lies tumbled down her lips. Before she could speak more, he crushed his lips against hers. This is a punishment kiss. Because he knows she is lying. He has been sitting in his car outside her apartment like a damn stalker. She barely got out of her apartment. Except for her aunt and friend, no one came to visit her either. She has been studying for her entrance exam.

Just for a second. Something cracks beneath the surface. Raw. Unguarded. Then it’s gone. “Liar,” he murmurs. The word lands somewhere deep, somewhere dangerous. “You don’t get to….” I don’t finish. His hand leaves my wrist only to catch my jaw, tilting my head back before I can react. His lips crash into mine, cutting off every word, every thought. The kiss is not gentle. It’s not careful. It’s everything he didn’t say.

Damn, Jenea Kim! "Are you hard on me, Liesel?" She run her hand from my stomach down to my member but before she can even touch it I managed to hold her hand "Don't do something you will regret after, Jenea." I seriously said Instead of receiving an answer, I received a sensual and hungry kiss from her. "Hmm." She moaned when I bite her lower and took that opportunity to slid my tongue to her mouth We kissed like no tomorrow. She started to grind her private parts for my member, making it even harder. Why am I at the bottom?!

My throat was too tight. She took my silence as permission to continue. "I've already worked it out. I'll find a young wolf warrior – someone from a nearby pack, someone Kane doesn't know. You just have to pretend to kiss him under the old oak tree. Let Kane see. Then you pretend to cheat on him. Pretend to break up with him." She said it like it was simple. Like breaking Kane's heart was no harder than changing clothes. And because I was eighteen and terrified and convinced that I was already as good as dead, I said yes.

He looked at my father and gave Dave a very hard look, then walked out. “What are you doing here?” “That's not how you speak to your husband, Rhea.” My father's voice was calm. I sat up straighter, ignoring the pain shooting through my ribs. “I don't know what he told you, but it's all lies. Every word…” “I know everything.” He cut me off. “The surrogate. The ex-girlfriend. The donor eggs due to your medical complications. Which part is the lie?” My mouth opened in disbelief. “You…you can't actually think this is okay.”

Last night was raw and desperate and dominated by other sensations. Dante’s hand comes up to cup my jaw, tilting my face toward his. His ice-blue eyes search for mine, and I see the question there. I give the smallest nod. His lips meet mine, and the world narrows to this single point of contact. The kiss is soft, almost tender...nothing like the dominant, demanding man from last night. It’s the kind of kiss that looks perfect in photographs. The kind that sells fairy tales. But beneath the gentleness, I feel his restraint. The leashed power. The promise of what he could do to me if we weren’t being watched.

“Look at me.” He closed the distance. The kiss wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t anything like the soft, angelic healing Lila had performed earlier—no careful pressure, no soothing whispers. This was jagged, desperate, tasting faintly of the coffee he’d been drinking all day and the sharp, metallic tang of everything we still hadn’t said out loud. It was the kiss of two people who knew they were sinking fast and decided, fuck it, let’s drag each other all the way to the bottom.

I breathe, even though I shouldn't. His lips find mine, fierce and full of longing, like he’s been starving and I’m the only thing that can satisfy his hunger. I kiss him back with everything in me, pouring in years of loneliness, pain, and silent dreams I never dared to speak aloud. My clothes vanish. He undress my clothes Skin meets skin, and he moves above me with slow intensity, groaning low as he sinks into me. My breath catches. The world fades. It's just us. Dante and Carina. A billionaire and a waitress. A man with everything and a girl with nothing.

I even thought that she would never appear in my life again, but I never thought that the person she was talking about in her account—the one she was sweetly in love with—would be Leo. As soon as Eliza saw him, she immediately kissed him with a coquettish look, almost like a young maiden. "I knew you still liked me the most." Leo looked around and tried to push her away, but she stubbornly hugged him even tighter, pouting and kissing him even more. The two embraced and kissed each other passionately, and then they walked into the villa together. While at the door, Leo even teasingly touched Eliza's behind and asked in a low voice, "Do you still have contraceptives?"

“You are not a listener, you are an assessor. You don’t ask questions to be polite. You ask them to find the weak spot.” I stared into his eyes without saying a word. “You walk in here a stranger, you talk about loyalty, you look at me like you know my history, and you spend the night asking my rivals about my enemies,” he whispered, his voice deadly quiet. “The next time you try something like that, I will………punish you.” He let out a soft breath and his lips met mine immediately. It was a soft and quick kiss, because I decided to back off. I ran off and left him all alone in the hallway.