Deception Point Author Novels & Stories

Returning back to our conversation, I raise an eyebrow “How do you mean?” Flipping through the pages until she gets to the one she needs, she points to a passage and turns the book to me. “Well, here, where he talks about deception as a key tactic. It seems rather manipulative.” My eyes focus on her clean, slender fingers instead of the passage of the book she's showing me and when she drops her hand down, I know I completely missed the point. It's not like she noticed where my eyes were trained, anyway. “In war, deception can be a powerful tool. It's not about manipulation, but rather about gaining an advantage over your opponent.”

“I never sold drugs, Gabriel… I never did. Ethan wiped my accounts and cheated on me with some woman… and I just, I didn’t have a choice.” “So because your ex cheated on you, you thought it was okay to accept a fucking contract to deceive me?” My voice cracks, a low growl escaping as I take another step toward her. My body is vibrating with rage. “Is that your excuse, Gloria? That I’m just a pawn in your pathetic little game of survival?” Her face pales, and I see her eyes shimmer with pain, but I don’t care. “Was it all a lie?” I push, my voice breaking. “Every fucking thing we shared? Was it just an act to make sure I fell for you, so you could secure your contract? Was it all fake from th

I blinked, confused “Yes. I am.” He studied me carefully. “I mean… before, you were certain Rowan did it. Then I hear you were kidnapped. And now I see you here. Living with him.” The way he said it made everything sound worse than it was. Or maybe it was exactly as bad as it sounded. “Oh,” I forced a small shrug. “I’m here willingly, if that’s what you’re asking, Detective.” The lies came out smoothly. well it wasn’t entirely a lie. But it wasn’t the whole truth either.

“You leaked this.” I tilted my head, feigning confusion. “Leaked what?” “The photo. Don’t play dumb.” My voice was soft, just loud enough to carry. “Charlotte, I didn’t leak anything. I saw it trending and thought you deserved to know. I didn’t expect it to… spiral.” Lie. But I sold it well. Around us, a few people exchanged looks. The perfect little scene was unraveling fast. Charlotte stared at me like she was trying to burn a hole through my skull. Her voice cracked—just slightly. “I can’t believe I trusted that fool.”

It came from the weight of the unspoken. From that handwritten note left on his desk: Who else accessed this file? From the strange symphony of errors that seemed in tune—but fell out of key when you truly listened. Victoria showed up in too many corners of those failures. Not signing. Not speaking. Just present. Watching. Suggestive. Serene. And that—that was the unsettling part. Because Benjamín understood strategy. He knew manipulation when he saw it. And what he was seeing wasn’t random. It was design.

“The lagoon never happened. You hear me? It stays between us. Nobody can ever know I drove into that water. Not a single soul.” I crossed my arms, mirroring him. “Fine. It stays between us. But you deleted everything you saw in my phone. Every call log, every message, every trace of Quinn. We pretend none of this exists. That’s the only way this works.” He stopped a few feet away, eyes burning. “You really think it’s that easy? You pull a man out of the water who didn’t want to be saved, and now we’re suddenly supposed to trust each other? Why did you do it, Rosa? Tell me the truth. Why jump into a lagoon for me?”

But this time, things were a little different because I had never dealt with an Alpha male who would do anything to protect his mate before. I had to spoil their relationship before they could even reach the stage of confessing their love for each other. I couldn't let them come closer to each other, and I wouldn't mind doing this by using wine, dine, or fine. "What are you thinking, princess?" "Something which I should.", I said, sipping wine. "That's my girl," She smirked. . #TBC . Author Note: This story is not the story of the protagonists but is the story of the antagonist. So, keep your mind and prepare to read the story from the antagonist's point of view.

I tried to act unaffected on the outside, but on the inside my stomach was tumbling. His eyebrows pulled together, "Dammit, Sofia. This isn't a game. Destroying Roman won't be easy and if you fuck this up, I'll make you regret being born." "You can't destroy him. He's too powerful," I hissed. "That's why I have you," he laughed, "The great Roman Moretti will never suspect his scaredy little wife. Trust me, Sofia. Every great empire's destruction started from the inside. Once he's out of the way-" his words trailed off as if he had said too much.

He approached Julia and asked her accusingly, "Did you throw the script on the ground?" Yasmin and her assistant looked at each other and smiled triumphantly. The director was known to have a short temper, and now he looked furious. They would soon witness the humiliating spectacle of Julia being dismissed from the team, and that was exactly what we wanted. That was what Yasmin and her assistant believed, but... Julia's voice was even and unruffled as she spoke. Douglas Murray's best-selling book, "A Journey to Splendid Beauty," inspires this script about a civet cat. This tale depicts how... "

I quickly dialed Derek's number, my heart racing with excitement and anticipation. As soon as he answered, I blurted out everything I had discovered. "Derek, it's Kaye," I said, my voice shaking with emotion. "I know it's her. She's been using fake accounts to attack me and my book. I'm sure of it." Derek listened attentively, his silence a testament to his focus. When I finished, he spoke up, his voice calm and measured.