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“Please, Jack. Don’t do this. Don’t leave.” He stared at me for a long moment, his jaw tightening. “There’s nothing left to say. My decision’s made.” “Jack, please,” I begged, stepping closer. “You don’t have to do this. I know you’re hurt. I know you’re angry. But Louis set me up. I didn’t betray you. I love you.” He laughed bitterly, shaking his head. “Love? Is that what you call it? Lies, secrets, scandals—that’s your version of love?”

George and Lisa sat for hours in total silent, they both looked pale and their eyes swollen from crying too much. The held each other, each going through the same pain and everywhere remained quiet until Lisa spoke up, "I saw him last night, he told me he loved me so much, that his quitting his job and relocating where we can continue with each other and possibly get married. I was so happy that I have found love again, I felt renewed and satisfied, I never knew he said that to ditch me cause he was so much in a hurry. I had asked him why he was tensed, he told me he is trying to fix some things ready but didn't tell me what it was, he deceived me, after all the promises he made to and an...

The marriage I thought I had, the man I thought I loved—it had all been a lie from the very beginning. That grand wedding, that marriage certificate… all of it was not real. And I, like a fool, had believed it.

Not mine, anyway. --- We drove for hours. Past rivers. Past exits. Past the places where either of us used to exist. When we finally stopped again, it was near a gas station off the Georgia line. Celeste leaned her head against the window, eyes soft with exhaustion, her fingers still lightly curled around mine like she didn’t trust the world not to take me away if she let go. I watched the road ahead. Then I finally said it. “I love you.” She didn’t move for a second.

“Not so fast, you need to give us the details on how you were able to pull this off.” “Yeah…” the others added, nodding eagerly Martin leaned back, shaking his head, “She wasn't hard to fool. I told her what she wanted to hear, played the lover boy until she agreed to become my wife. And for all I know, she believes I am the perfect husband, the one she brags about to her friends.” As the laughter grew louder, my breath ceased. Each word felt like I was being stabbed with a knife. I felt a sharp ache replace the love I once felt.

The basement that reeked with the stench of blood was finally opened just as I was about to lose consciousness. Ignazio Corelli scooped me up into his arms and held me tightly like he felt immensely sorry for me. He said, "Carlotta, you almost caused the famiglia's counterintelligence plan to fail. I had to punish you harshly to give the members an explanation. You know you're the one I love the most. Once I successfully use Chiara to carry out the plan, we'll be able to go back to how things were before."

"Sorry, Honey. I shouldn't have lied to you. Actually, the plants in the bag in my room weren't Love Vines. Those are Soul-Binding Vines that a curse caster uses." When a person was cursed with it, they would develop a strong infatuation with the caster. That was why so many of the male employees at the company were obsessed with Tracy and Tracie!

A truly catastrophic one is a man who lies about his family, and then you stumble upon a skeleton in his closet. I need air, need space to clear my head. Stay calm, not recalling the sick feeling of being lied to for two good years. I trusted Levi; I believed everything he told me. I was certain he was the right man for me, like he's good enough in most important areas. He’s loving, kind, and treats me right. He's not abusive, not controlling, nor dominating. He supports my career, played a big role in improving my fame, and all. So why would he keep such a secret from me? Assuming this blew up when we were already married, how would I have reacted? Would it be worse? Would the truth come ou

he asked, lifting one brow, clearly unconvinced. I sighed and looked away. "Because it wouldn't work. We'd get tired of each other in a week. And I know you, Jim. You say you love me, but is it really me you love? Or the money and connections I bring with every campaign, every shoot?" His face fell, the corners of his lips twitching downward. "That's a cruel thing to say, Julliane. I really do love you, you know." "I believe you—partly," I admitted. "But your kind of love feels more like possession. Like keeping your most valuable asset close. That's not the kind of love I want. It's not the kind I deserve."

"I don't know what I did to deserve the Moon Goddess sending you to me. I was so sure I'd have to settle for an arranged marriage, Giavanna, like so many other people in my pack." Sebastian kissed her chest once before standing. He slid his thumb over her bottom lip and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I thought I knew what love would be like, and this, this feeling is greater than anything I imagined." Giavanna gasped at the raw emotion on Sebastian's face, his blue eyes darkening as his gaze shifted to her parted lips. His hands slipped under her thighs, and he lifted her up off the table. Her arms wrapped around his neck, briefly panting against his mouth before frantically