Novel & Cerita Lie With Me Novel

Leila could only hang uselessly as she allowed herself to be violated by this disgusting man. He was handsome, but he was the most repulsive scum she had ever laid her eyes upon. She shut her eyes tight, imagining anything but her current situation. She didn’t want to focus on his lecherous hands roaming her body, kneading her breasts, or him ripping her dress off, so she was left in nothing but tatters. She didn't want to think about him bending her malleable body over his throne, whispering in her ear promises of power and wealth for her ‘good deeds’. She just wanted it all to be over.

Amira and Nathan again, entangled in a bed that wasn’t theirs, half-naked and smiling as if they belonged together. He scrolled, refusing to believe what he was seeing. Until emails popped up, screenshots of exchanges between her account and Nathan’s. Nathan: ‘We’ll get him where it hurts.’ Amira: ‘He’ll never see it coming.’ Nathan: ‘Just keep stringing him along, and soon DE VITALIO INDUSTRIES is ours.’ And then the one that broke him: Amira: ‘Tonight, I’ll tell him how much I love him and want us to be together forever but the arrogant fool will never know it’s a lie.’

He grew complacent, dodging work with excuses, content to let me carry the load. As the business expanded, it needed more capital. I poured in all my savings and borrowed from friends and family to keep it thriving. I never complained, believing we'd build a good life together. At our wedding, Dale had vowed, "I'll make it big one day and earn enough to take care of you. I'll stick by you till we're old and gray." But long before we aged, his promises shattered. He always assumed I was the one who couldn't conceive. In truth, I'd lied to protect his pride.

which I knew was a lie but didn’t feel like arguing. Inside, he dropped into the seat across from me and immediately spotted my notebook. “Is that the new chapter?” he asked. My heart slammed. “No.” “Liar.” I pulled the notebook toward my chest. “You can’t read it.” “Why not?” he smirked. “Because it’s not about you.” His brows lifted sharply. “Oh?” I swallowed. I should’ve lied. I should’ve brushed it off. But my stupid mouth kept talking. “It’s… personal.”

Wonderful. Exactly the conversation I didn't want. Sophia crossed her arms. "What's going on?" I hesitated. Part of me wanted to tell her everything. The calls, the threats, Albert, and the investigation. All of it. But if I did— She'd panic. Mom would panic. Dad would definitely panic. And right now, nobody needed that. So I lied again. "I'm just stressed." Sophia studied me for several seconds. Long enough to make me uncomfortable. Finally, she sighed. "Fine."

“So I misunderstood that this guy is your friend. And I misunderstood that you guys are engaged and want to get married. And I'm sure I got it wrong, too, that you were just lying to me the whole time.” She held up her hands in a soothing manner. "I didn't lie to you..." "No, you didn't," he interrupted, his tone now caustic. 'You just kept a few things secret, that's something else entirely, of course. A little secret here, a little swindle there—none of that bad.” “Let me at least explain how it happened,” she pleaded desperately. "Well, I'm really looking forward to it. What are you going to tell me this time?" He smiled cynically: "You can skip that, you don't seriously expect that I'll

I whimpered, “I don’t know you,” “Then, why lie to me?” He roared, a voice of authority jolted me, scaring me somehow. I don’t understand why it seemed to be a big deal when he doesn’t know me. I could feel his hand gripping my arm, but I could not seem to cry. “I did not lie to you, Blake,” I said bleakly. “You know my stance about rich people. I can’t fall in love with you,”

I felt when he lifted me up, and the next thing I knew, I was on the bed, our bed. Well, at least for the two weeks we're here. I just hope they refurnish the entire resort when we leave. Our lips fought for dominance, and our hands were all over each other tugging, yanking and- for me- scratching. When Liam kissed down my neck, and to that sweet sweet spot that we love so much, I moaned at the sensations. "Liaaaaaammm..." "Let's get you out of this dress, shall we?" **** Mia Novak

Chapter 4 – Living the Lie The weeks after that first night blurred into a dangerous new rhythm. I told myself I could manage it. Keep the two worlds separate. Be the reliable fiancé during the day and the man who came alive at night with Lena. But lies have a way of growing teeth. Sophia started noticing small changes almost immediately. “You’ve been coming home later than usual,” she said one evening while we ate takeout on the couch. Her fork paused halfway to her mouth as she studied me. “Everything okay with the project?”

And this is not a luck story. People like to believe that men who rise from nothing do so because fate intervenes or opportunity appears at the right moment. Maybe that happens for some people. It didn’t happen for me. Instead, my beginnings were marked by betrayal—a family that should have been my foundation became my first battlefield. Before I understood or could describe it, I was fighting wars I never asked for. I was born into a lie. I didn’t know it yet.