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How could they lie to me so effortlessly? The tension in the room didn’t reduce, and everyone was still eagerly looking at me, waiting for an answer. My anger began to simmer. These liars! Did they really expect me to follow their plan? “I will never agree to your plan. Do you really think I believe that André cheated on me with your slutty daughter? And even if he did, I have no interest in marrying a family of kidnappers and two-faced liars who are simply trying to exploit me! If all of you knew about this, then that means Jonas knows about it, too! That is more than enough reason to give up the thought of marrying him!”

Follow the thrilling story of Kieran and Arabella as they face family, society, and the truth of Love. If you would like to read more head over to my profile and see how good it is for yourself. LIES BEHIND BARS: THE HIDDEN LIFE (AVAILABLE ONLY ON GOOD NOVEL) “Go to jail for me, and once you come out, I will definitely marry you.”

Lila POV My body went numb as all the lies and deceit came down on me like a rockslide of betrayal, and my mind started to spin out of control. Everything was a lie. Everything that Nikolai ever told me, shared with me, confessed to me was all lies. The pain I felt when I thought he had left was a result of his deception and trickery, all just so that he could get his hands on my family’s money. Uncle Lucas stepped forward. “It’s not lies, Selena, and you know it. This was your plan, your scheme to begin with.”

That guy was even reluctant to explain himself. “Silly girl, are you really touched by what he said? I’ve been through this. Let me tell you. If men are reliable, then pigs could really fly! They are so good at lying. If they tell you about ten things, you’re still being lied to by them even though you believe only a tiny part of what they say. Maybe you even feel grateful for them after they cheated on you!” Lilian sounded like she had experienced all those things. She said anxiously. Mandy frowned and looked at the divorce agreement in her hands. But she said nothing.

We had seamlessly transitioned from heavy, soul-baring trauma to quick-fire twenty questions, and finally landed on just talking absolute, comfortable rubbish. I was genuinely amazed by how much we had in common. Our views on parenting, our favourite sports teams, how many kids we vaguely wanted in the distant future... it was uncanny. I found myself feeling incredibly relaxed, as if I had known her intimately for years, rather than just having met her face-to-face that very morning amidst the chaos of a soft play centre. "So I told her, 'I'm so sorry, Madam, but Masemann Publishing is absolutely not going to publish your three-hundred-page book of charcoal phallus drawings!'" Tiana laughed,

“Since you’re already going, how about I tell you a little secret?” She smiled and leaned close to my ear. “That cornea of yours... was actually given to me.” My fingers froze in place, and Joanna looked even more smug. “Surprised? Your husband and son teamed up to deceive you, all for me.” “To be honest, Laura, if I ended up like you, I’d have bashed my own head in already.” She tore open my deepest wound without mercy, and though I remained expressionless, my fingers were digging into my palm.

“This world is nothing but liars.” Dante slid his arm around her waist, his lips brushing her hair. “Then let’s be the best liars of them all.” Their eyes lingered on their daughter, the wolf and his queen watching their heir sleep, their reign carved in blood, their future balanced on lies. For now, it was enough.

he asked softly as stared into my eyes. Fuck! Those eyes look like they are piercing into my soul. I quickly ran my tongue over my dry lips. “No, I—” I paused and counted to five in my head. “No, I do believe you,” I added. Liam's gaze remained rooted on my face and then he chuckled. “You are really a bad liar, Angel eyes,” he said, his voice light with humor. He brushed his thumb across my left eyebrow. “Your left eye twitches like crazy whenever you're lying. I've told you before, right?”

Jesse muttered, “Or straight-up fiction.” Lia crossed her arms. “If you write a single word about me swooning over you, I’m burning your manuscript.” I gasped. “Lia, please. I have integrity.” Colby snorted. “Since when?” “Since now.” I grinned. “I’ll be honest in my storytelling. For example, I’ll make sure to include how Lia almost fell off a cliff that one time.” “That wasn’t my fault!” Lia shot back. “The ground collapsed!”