Deception 4 Blood Ties Novels & Stories

“I trust you. I believe you.” Her hand brushed over his arm, light but grounding. “I’m sure of it,” she said, her voice quiet but certain. “It’s obvious. I saw them together. Only God knows how long they’ve been sneaking around behind my back. I was so naive and trusting. This is Ryan’s child. Not yours. You never had a chance of being involved.” Elias nodded slowly, his fingers flexing against the sofa’s arm. “Good. Because I will not allow Diana’s lies to touch either of us. Not you, not me. She’ll face consequences for her actions. And that ends it.”

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.

"Declan, look what you've done. You promised to marry off your daughter. Then Shelia and you conspired to kill the child. You're a murderer." Living in high society for so long, she was well-versed in tricks and manipulations. Shelia had used her child to set Debra up, and the Blair family had deceived her into hosting a jewelry banquet, claiming it was to embarrass Debra. In fact, they were using her as a pawn in their twisted game. Debra stood aside, watching the farce unfold with a detached expression. She knew the truth, but she wasn't about to enlighten Melody about Edgar's involvement or Declan's misguided love for his daughter.

“Why are you lying to me? Have you made any findings that show I'm the one sending the messages? You're using my vulnerability to label me as a wicked person. Isn't it?” Sophia began to shed tears, rolling down her cheeks. “I have no other person we are negotiating a deal with.” Alexander noted, reducing his voice very low but barely audible. “Your tears can't trigger me to pity you. I'm very sure it is because your mother's health conditions are worse and your unpaid debt is the reason you think twice to accept this offer. It has affected your reasoning.” He hissed. She blinked, used her handkerchief to clean her tears. “That is not the reason that drives me here.” Her eyes still brimming w

I was also having a hard time understanding what Dean’s motive was behind all this. “I know your truth, Celine. I know why you confessed your love to Gavin at that young age.” “Really, what’s that?” “You fell in love with Jamie Astor, your father’s friend, who was thirty years older than you.” “What sort of rubbish is that?” “I heard and saw everything with my own eyes, Celine. You can’t play a game with me, and I don’t believe any of your nonsense. During our summer vacation, I noticed you in the Astor Mansions study room. You were yanking on Jamie’s tie as he tried to flee from you. You told him you loved him and wished to have a relationship with him, which he refused. He yelled at you an

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."

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He asked, still straddling me, but I didn't reply. “Have you?” he asked again, more forcefully, and I shook my head no. “Why do you think that is? You’ve been living with them for months now. Why have they never invited you when they go there? I’ll tell you why: they’re not who you think. Murray is a murderer. Your boyfriend, Camilo, is a murderer. You think I am evil? I am nothing compared to him. He’s a trained killer. He and his grandfather have taken countless lives over the years. Their hands drip with innocent blood.” He spat, looking me in the eye, and more tears gushed out of my eyes at his words.

THREE DAYS LATER.. It was Alessia's supposed wedding day and Bryan hasn't muttered a word since he woke up. “We'll dispose her body in the river after the molding has been done” Those words of Stephen's uncle haunted Bryan all through the night, he couldn't sleep a wink and as if the heavens weren't on his side, Alessia's image didn't leave his head all through. “How could you be this cruel, intending to have the body of a billionaire's daughter rot in a river?” a part of him didn't stop reminding and stabbing him with its whispers.

She came closer to me and spoke softly, “I’d never do that to you, Aria. You are the only family I have.” “I’m sorry,” I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. I wanted so badly to believe that. Lucien cleared his throat, “We haven’t confirmed if it’s truly not you, Miss Wright.” His tone was clipped. I shot him a look, but some small, ugly part of me was grateful he’d said it, because I still didn’t know. “I believe you, Stella. I’m sorry for doubting you,” I said, holding her hands — even as the doubt sat heavy in my chest, refusing to leave.