Deceiving And Being Deceived Novels & Stories

“If I hadn’t done what I did, you would have lost me, we would have lost everything we have. I couldn’t let such happen.” The weight of his words hung in the air, leaving Isabella frozen for a while. All her beliefs, all her trusts, were shattering right before her eyes. Was he deceiving her? Was he being truthful? She had never experienced such uncertainty in her life. She stood up from her chair, the documents falling from her hands onto the table as she stepped back. "I no longer know who you are." “You don't have trust in me?” Alexander's tone was tense with frustration and a mix of anger. “Isabella, I acted in what I believed was in our best interest.” "can't you see that?"

"You two would answer the few questions we have for you then we can decide what the judgment will be." He picked a piece of paper from his table and raised it. "Do you know what this is?" "Yeah," Gwen and I answered, but her voice was a mere whisper compared to my loud response. "So, you agree that you committed a crime of deception and that you lied against the great Lunar power which is a great sin. The Moon goddess could afflict our community with multiple woes, troubles, and challenges, casting shadows of uncertainty because both of you turned something as sacred as mating into a joke."

However, within me lurked a deceitful side that couldn't ignore the powerful bond between us and how my body reacted to him despite my internal anger. I hugged myself tightly, attempting to rid myself of his presence, but it proved futile. What is the most dreadful aspect? I had given permission for it. Each time, I promised myself I would resist and push him away, but in the end, I allowed him to overpower me. And, with God's help, I desired it.

His eyes narrowed till I couldn't see the whites of his eyes, "I don't trust you and I know you're not who you're pretending to be. But don't worry, angel, I won't embarrass you by divorcing you. The only way you are leaving this marriage is in a body bag." Of all the threats I'd received that day, his was the one that made my body tremble. It wasn't a threat given in anger or with purpose. It was simply a statement of fact. I would be a fool to think of betraying Roman with his words hanging over me like a cloud of doom. Unfortunately, I was already betraying him by impersonating the real Sofia and I would have no choice but to play Russo's game to hide Sofia's betrayal. This was really the

Something that arrived like a hand closing around the base of my spine. I had looked at Isabella. I had assumed. Five years. I had assumed for five years, and never questioned the assumption, because why would I — because she had stood in exactly the right place and said the right words with practiced, perfect certainty, and her parents had looked on with the polished, rehearsed satisfaction of people who had prepared for this specific moment. And I had been too arrogant to look past it. The word arrived without sentiment. Too arrogant. Not deceived, not manipulated, not outmaneuvered — arrogant. Because an Alpha who paid attention, who was less certain of his own perception than he was of h

Looking back now, I realized that the woman he truly wanted as his lawfully wedded wife was Yvonne Quinto. I used to think that I was the happiest woman in the world, but now, I knew that our love was filled with nothing but deceit. It was just a lie he made up to protect his beloved Yvonne. Chris caressed my belly gently as if wishing that the IVF embryo transfer was successful. "We'll give up if we fail again this time. The process has really been hard on you." He looked at me worriedly and changed the topic.

I was so angry, so distraught by the destruction, I didn’t notice what he did. When I sat in the chair, it still felt like my mom. I closed my eyes, remembering the times I would sit on her lap and learn something from her. She always had interesting things to say to me. Sometimes they were sayings that didn’t make sense at the time but make sense now. “Gentle eyes and a sharp tongue, leads to deception. But sharp eyes and a gentle tongue lead to truth.” Like I said, little sayings. I could apply that to most recent conversations with Jasper, Giselle, and hell, even Diane. It makes it easy to see who is deceiving you. But when you are a kid with no experience in the world, it means nothing.

"It is not without logic." "Yes," Sera said. "Their definition of deception is doing significant work," he said. "If the panel accepts that concealing her voice constitutes material deception the argument holds." "If," Cress said. "If," Finn confirmed. He looked at the document. "The question is what the concealment was in response to," he said. "Deception implies intent to deceive for personal gain." He looked at Sera. "What were you concealing from?" Sera looked at him. "A structure designed to punish accurate perception," she said.

I had to look away because I got overwhelmed by guilt. The truth was, deceiving this kind old woman broke my heart. We were lying to her, giving her false hope she didn’t deserve. Our marriage existed only on paper and we’d agreed to keep it that way. “We’ll do that, Mama,” Zeke said, noticing I hadn’t responded.