First Lie Wins Book Review Novels & Stories

I asked quietly. "Marco, I didn’t mean to lie. I just... I didn’t know how to tell you." "Who is he to you?" "He’s..." She swallowed. "He’s my best friend. Lucan’s my best friend. I just found out he was the leader of a rival mafia faction. He came to tell me. That was all." "That was all?" She nodded. "Yes." "So you snuck out to meet a rival don early in the morning and didn’t tell me, and lied about it afterward. But it was nothing?"

“You leave me, I’ll make sure you have nothing. No job. No reputation. No Damien.” “You wouldn’t—” “Try me,” he whispered. I stood frozen. Trapped. But then his expression softened. “You don’t need to run. I forgive you, Aisla. People make mistakes. But you’re mine. I’ll make this all disappear—if you just come back to me.” He opened his arms, the predator cloaked in affection. I took a shaky breath and blinked back the tears burning behind my eyes. I couldn’t let him win—but I also couldn’t let him destroy me. Not yet. Not until I found a way out.

John had agreed very quickly and said he respected my choice, and that he did not like kids either. However, that was a lie from him, too. My mother held my hand tightly and looked at me in concern. She seemed like she was afraid I would be touched by John’s flowery words. However, they had underestimated my courage. I stared at him calmly. “John, stop lying to me. No matter what you say, you’ve broken the vow of our marriage. It’s over between us. “I’ll send you divorce papers through my lawyer.” John kept shaking his head.