Arima Your Lie In April Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I'm giving you exactly ten minutes. Pack your things and get the hell out of here!" Flora Reeves's voice was sharp and pleased with itself. I remained unfazed. "If you claim to be the boss's wife, show me some proof. Empty words mean nothing." I was sure she was bluffing. To my surprise, she actually pulled up a few photos on her phone and shoved the screen in my face. In the pictures, my boyfriend, Louis Walsh, had his arm wrapped intimately around her waist. He was smiling tenderly, kissing her hair, his eyes brimming with absolute adoration.

Kisha got the lingering glances, the inside jokes, the “urgent late-night meetings.” My phone buzzed. Video call: Daniel 💍. My heart stuttered. I smoothed my silk robe, forced my lips into a smile that didn’t reach my eyes, and answered. “Hey, baby,” I chirped, voice honey-sweet. Daniel’s face filled the screen, tie loosened, top button undone. Behind him, the hotel suite’s chandelier glittered like a taunt. “Jayla. You okay?” “Never better,” I lied. “Just missing you.”

on the screen, I felt an overwhelming wave of irony. "Honey, why didn't you reply? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to come back to accompany you?" His anxious voice came through the moment I picked up numbly. "I was in the shower and didn't see your message. Focus on your work. Come back when you're done." I lied. I didn't want to see him right now. Rudolf exhaled audibly, relieved, then said gently, "Alright, get some rest. I'll bring you a gift when I come back."

Ashley did too. She panicked. “Why isn’t the car moving? Is something wrong?” She questioned. I forced a smile, “I’ll figure something out.” My phone alarm rang making us jump despite the tension. I picked it up and slid the cancel button , only to see 1:04am. It was pretty late. She leaned in. “Start speaking, what was that about? Damian Cooper claimed that you were his,” Ashley protested. I tried to deny it, “no. You heard it wrong.”

"And if I were to get marry, why in fuck's name would it be Gloriana Conti?" “Because, this is not Romance. It is alliance," he replied. Alliance. Of course.. of course, that's what this is. Marriage as a contract. Love as leverage. A woman as a strategy. “Conti capital. Conti government ties. Conti international holdings. This is immunity," he said. “We already dominate immunity," I said. Silence stretched, thickening between us and he leaned back in his chair, " You will attend that dinner. You will behave appropriately and you will not mess this up.”

The moment where I could back out, could choose a different path, could tell the truth and face whatever came. But then I thought about Vanessa Klein's smile when she had called me a disease. About Liam's cold voice saying I had served my purpose. About my baby growing up without protection in a world full of Klein family ruthlessness. "I'm sure," I said, turning to face him. "I want this." The biggest lie of all. But Arthur believed it because he wanted to believe it. He kissed me again, deeper this time, and I made myself respond, made myself touch him back, made myself play the part.

The need to talk to someone just came to her and she immediately opened her laptop and FaceTimed her friend, after two rings she picked up, her blonde hair was messy as she appeared in front of the screen, she had a sleeveless blue shirt one and it was pretty obvious she had just woken up. “Ari, what the hell girl? It’s like 4am” April complained as she ran her hands in her hair to make it presentable. “So sorry for calling so early but it’s actually 10am here” Ariana said smiling “Yeah yeah, whatever. What’s up? You look happy, have you gotten yourself a sexy boyfriend?” She asked causing Ariana to roll her eyes. “God April, what is you and a sexy boyfriends? And no what will be doing with

“What? What is it?” April showed a sly smile and leaned in as if she were about to expose a nasty secret of their government. Then, she said very slowly, “It’s also a perfect way to dig up the memories of the past that one of the people you hate will get annoyed at and frustrated at.” The MC gasped and backed away, with his hands covering his mouth. He stared at her wide eyes. “That’s—that’s perfect!” April handed him a USB flash drive with a scheming smile. “Here.”

“At first I was really cool about it. Maybe because I was in fucking shock, because as soon as I got home I started to freak the fuck out. I wasn’t sure if April was delusional or if I was going crazy. And what the fuck would it mean if she was telling me the truth? It took a few days, or a week or so? But when I saw Emma shift for the first time I had no choice but to fucking believe her.” Ariel seemed to think about my answer and then spoke again, with her soft voice. “Someone said I was special and that he would be there for me. But when he saw me, he looked mortified.” I smiled, “just because you like someone or fucking love someone, doesn’t mean you can’t freak out. It also doesn’t fuck