Lilly's White Lies Novels & Stories

Her eyes darted to her colleagues, as though begging for help. Amira softened her tone, coaxing now. “I’m not asking you to betray him. I just want to understand the man I live with. What he likes. What he hates. What… hurts him.” For a moment, silence. Then one of the younger maids finally sighed, her shoulders sagging. “Señora, this is dangerous talk.” Amira’s lips curled. “Everything about him is dangerous. Now speak.” The maid hesitated, then whispered, “Lilies.”

Meanwhile, Lilly gazed up at Chan, and now and again, the child smiled, and now and again, she stroked Chan’s cheek and then her long hair. Chan laughed. “Why are you touching my face?” “You’re pretty. Daddy called you pretty lady.” Chan suddenly remembered Lilly’s dad. Her heart skipped a beat, and her stomach flipped. “Really?” “Yes. I remember you at the market. You gave me five dollars to give to the dog.” Chan laughed. “Yes, that’s right. There,” she said, patting Lilly’s hair. You’re done now. Oh, no, wait. I lied.” “Adults don’t lie,” Lilly said. “Daddy doesn’t lie. He always keeps his promises. I love my daddy.”

“Wait a second, isn’t that the same fake ‘Miwa’ landscape you got at the house of fortune? The one they auctioned off cheaply out of desperation? And now Lily’s up there, acting like she spent a year painting it after a couple of art classes? That’s Olympic-level lying. If there were gold medals for audacity, she’d have a whole shelf.” Off to the side, Zella leaned into the camera frame, her mouth twisted in amusement. “You know what’s really wild? The Old Madame knows Lily’s lying. She’s not fooled for a second. But she’s so desperate for some affection, she’ll accept whatever scraps are handed to her—even if they’re as fake as that painting. It’s like she’d rather cling to a comforting ill

And why did he feel the need to deceive her? Rory's phone buzzed, breaking the silence. It was Julian. She hesitated, unsure if she was ready to talk to him. But something about his words, the sincerity in his voice, made her answer. "Rory, please listen," Julian said, his voice laced with desperation. "I know I lied to you, and I'm so sorry. But I had to. My past... it's complicated. I've made mistakes, and I've been hurt. I built a new identity to protect myself, to start fresh."

I debated putting a finger down and lying so I could fit in. “Never have I lied on my resume.” Lily took a drink, put a finger down, then leaned over and whispered in my ear. “I have to lie about my last name because of who my family is.” “I don’t think that is considered lying.” I wrinkled my nose, and Lily shrugged. “Never have I lied during an interview.” Again, Lily took a drink and leaned over to explain. “I have to lie about my background.” She hadn’t been the only one to put a finger down or drink, but I didn’t think her reasons were significant. I doubted anyone could catch her lying, so I respected her honesty. The game was getting boring, but at least I was learning more about Lily

My head snapped up. “Arghhh!” I grabbed the phone and smashed it against the wall without thinking. The sound echoed through the room. She lied to me. She stood there, looked me in the eye, and lied. She has been fucking him behind my back. Of all the women in the world, he chose my woman, the bloody bastard. He did it again. I clenched my fists tightly. Jay, you have no idea what is coming for you. “I wish I had started recording earlier,” Lilly said, her voice dripping with mock sympathy. “It would have been even better to hear how your sweet sugar talks about your cousin. News flash, Ray, she is in love with him.”

The assistant felt her heart stop, and she quickly told this matter to Lily. Lily was still reminiscing about the exciting feeling she got when she was onstage. As she fixed her makeup with powder, she looked in the mirror at her beautiful and enchanting self, whom she was infatuated with in various ways. "Lily, not good, this Mariana lied to you, she is too excessive, really too excessive, look, the clothes you're wearing, is already sold online, it's only more than 1,000, but Mariana charged you 10 times the price, you see she produced different colors." Lily, not bad, this Mariana lied to you, she is too excessive, she is really not good! The assistant placed the iPad in front of Lily, an

Lilly said and covered her face and pretended to cry. Seeing Lilly overacting, Jonathan looks at her with disgust. "I know very well that you don't care if anything happens to me. Do you think I don't know anything about you? I know everything. I know what kind of girl you are. You had an affair with Liam Hill. I know that too. I would never have known that a girl's character could be so abominably bad without seeing you. I hate to think how low a girl can go to sleep with her brother-in-law.

Lilly reaches out and grabs them, stilling me. “You’re doing the exact same thing he did,” she says calmly. “Jumping to conclusions and letting doubt cloud your judgment.” “But he lied to me.” “Did he?” she counters gently. “Or did he just withhold the truth?” “That’s basically the same thing,” I snap. She sighs, guiding my hands down between us. “Look at it this way,” she says. “If you came from a family like ours, wouldn’t you be careful about who you let into your life?”

He asked calmly, but she quickly shook her head without even checking the video. "You don't?" He suddenly nodded and smirked at her as if he had forgotten his question, and she quickly nodded. "But... If you are really innocent as you claimed, why did you try to run away while donning an old woman's makeup?" He asked casually while arching his brows. Lillee became tongue-tied, "Because... Because..." Lily began to stutter endlessly. "I just wanted to meet Mom and Dad." She finally forms a lie. Conrad scoffed inwardly, "And I instruct you not to leave our matrimonial house today, right?" Conrad asked calmly.