Novel & Cerita Deception 100

The end of Cunning. Learn what is next for Nox and Charli in DECEPTION

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“Within our six-month stay, the only room that is suspicious is the one where the he stays. We’ve tried our best but his room answers only to him. Hacking into the system is impossible and sneaking in is a death trap.” “Hmm. Of course, it is. So, the four of you all work for Miss Doxon?” “No madame, just the two of us.” “I really can’t wait to get through this.”

I shook my head, leaning back on my seat. “And what's wrong with that?” she asked. “What’s so wrong about my faith?” “Nothing.” I shrugged with a coy smile. “Go ahead and tell Mike how I get my money, and while you are at it, tell him I have a blank cheque if he wants it. Let’s see if your faith in the man will trample his need for my money.” “You are the only despicable person here. Not everyone in this world is like you, Ace,” she pointed a finger before walking.

"After you sanitized your hands like I was diseased!" Henry's head snaps toward Declan. Something dangerous flashes in his eyes. "You did what?" "She's lying," Declan scoffs, but there's a flicker of uncertainty in his face. "Like you lied about what happened to the last waitress you harassed?" Henry's voice is deadly quiet. "The one I had to pay off to keep quiet?" My eyes widen. So the rumors about Henry being different were true. "This isn't about me," Declan deflects. "Your fiancée is an impostor. A cheap replacement probably paid to - "

Tucker juts his chin with a slight scrunch of his nose. “Very well, but I must warn you, my friend here is very good at detecting a lie, should he catch you in a lie he won't hesitate to cut off your air supply,” Deacon explains. Tucker’s eyes move to me, assessing me before a toothy grin spreads over his face.

Now, he was just a man in a suit too expensive for grief, staring at a city too fast to notice that he’d come undone. Each time he’d written a variation of the truth: about Alexei, about the job offer, about Moscow, about Irina’s manipulation. About how he’d seen her before they ever met. He had fallen in love before he knew he was capable of continuing the execution of his vengeance. His finger hovered above the “send” button now. It shook. But he didn’t press it. A coward’s tactic. Not yet. Because truth wasn’t enough anymore. It had to come with repentance.

Thomas Alexander, a connoisseur of untruths throughout his existence, especially concerning his stunningly deceitful ex-girlfriend, found himself confronted with a revelation that eclipsed all previous falsehoods in magnitude. In a state of bewildered shock, he addressed the doctor, vehemently refuting the disconcerting information. "It can't be true," he exclaimed, fixing a piercing gaze on the physician. "Leah De Nero is lying!"

I feigned exasperation. It wasn't totally the truth but it was believable. Russo’s brows furrowed in frustration. It was obvious that he was buying the story. “Then seduce him you bimbo. I know the only thing you're good for is giving a good fuck. You need to prove it to him” he snapped. I paused, trying to battle with my irritation. I didn't want to have that kind of reputation. I was more than a ‘good fuck’. I was beyond that even but Russo didn't need to know that for now. A retort wouldn't be advisable in this situation.

So, I thought maybe the baby would be willing to give you another chance, too. The moment she finished speaking, Hendrix tightened his grip on her hand. Noelle didn't flinch. Instead, she simply lifted her head and smiled at him. She understood now—in this world, if one wanted to deceive someone, one had to first deceive oneself. A complete lie would never be believed, especially by someone like Hendrix. So, the key was to weave a story that was 70% truth and 30% lie. The fact that she still hated him was true, but the part about giving him another chance was false.