I Said I Loved You...but I Lied Novels & Stories

To act as if he was always right in all his doings and endevours. "Make shure not to mumble things to your self in public, or you might embarrass me! I don't want people gossiping behind my back saying the multi- billionairel Bairam King married a mentally unstable loon! You see, you're not all that special! In fact, you don't deserve someone like me." He roared in a cruel tone. "I could have had anyone i wanted. I could have married anyone but it had to be you. You woman! You ain't even that pretty, but your daddy compelled me to do this. Your old, dead and useless father. If he had just given me back my money, I'm sure we wouldn't be talking right now."

Love you* *I love you too*

So please don't make this difficult for me more than it already is. "But I love you. I can't help it but I've falling deeply for you. And every day and night, I try to like to myself that there's nothing in my heart for you but I know that's a lie. I don't care who you are or who you're not. I don't care about tomorrow as long as I have you today."

Like my eyes were about to fall out this instance. "Yup!" They both said while giving me flat tone. "What's got into you bro's!" I said to them but still they all look at me seriously. "Woah seriously? Gezz fine I'll answer your questions ok!" I said as they still like to pushed that topic so I surrender. " Of course we all wanted to have someone to love and cherish ok? But not for now!" I said while giving them cheeky smile. "Idiot!" Blake mumbled.

She couldn’t stop thinking the words—I love him, I love him, I love him—and then they tumbled from her mouth before she could catch them. “I love you.” She looked into his eyes. “I love you, Trent.” He took a deep breath. She couldn’t read his expression at all, and it seemed like he’d hidden himself away from her in that moment. “You told me that you didn’t love me anymore,” was his eventual reply, his voice hoarse with emotion. “Or was that a lie?” “You know that was a lie. I already told you it was.” She struggled to explain herself. “I said that because I wanted someone to blame for what happened. I wanted you to hurt as much as I did.” Tears pricked at her eyes. “But I’m not lying now.”

Cried when I mentioned the babies we lost. And for the first time in years, I felt seen. I should’ve known better. Because love—true love—doesn’t grow from wreckage unless something else is buried beneath it. And the man I started to fall for? He wasn't my husband. Not really. He was a lie dressed in my husband's skin. Now I’m trapped in a web I didn’t spin, playing wife to a man who was sent to end me. And the worst part? I think I love him.

she said truthfully. "That our relationship will fail like the last time?" She nodded. He cupped her face with his hands. "I know we may not have the perfect compatibility." he said softly. He took a step closer, his eyes pleading. "But what we have is something deeper. We love each other, even if we sometimes fail to understand one another. Our love is real. And with it, we can face our flaws together. Because the truth is, I can’t find peace without you by my side. No matter how difficult things get, I'll never leave you again... I can't live without you, Angel." his voice cracked slightly as he continued, "And whenever we feel like giving up... we’ll look at our kids. They will remind us

"For you my love. Happy anniversary." THE END.

I gave him a small smile and replied, "No, it doesn't. I trust that you'll never cheat on me because you promised during our wedding that you'd only love me and me alone in this lifetime, remember?" Stefan was taken aback, but he quickly smiled as he looked at me with conviction. "Of course I do. Loyalty has always been the family's most important rule." I laughed softly without replying, and Stefan quickly changed the topic by mentioning our wedding anniversary, which was a month away. "I'm planning to organize a party and use the opportunity to liaise with our family's clients and stabilize the situation." He lowered his head to kiss the corner of my eye as he held me in a gentle embrace.

"Please be home. Please, please, please—" His mind was replaying everything. Every moment he'd pushed her away. Every time she'd looked at him with hope in her eyes and he'd crushed it with carefully chosen words designed to hurt. 'I don't love you.' The biggest lie he'd ever told anyone in his life. And now she was dying because of him. Because he did love her. Because the spell had known the truth even when he'd refused to say it. "I love you," he sobbed. "I love you, I love you, fuck, Peggy, I love you—"