Novel & Cerita Lion Sin Of Pride

I lay there staring at the ceiling, the faint throb in my cheek from yesterday’s fight syncing up with the low buzz of anger still humming under my skin. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Sophie’s lazy grin, heard her casual “Watch and see, Liam,” like she was planning something petty just to prove she could get under my skin. Hudson. Of all the lines she could cross, that one felt personal in a way the weed never could.

he clarified. Liwanag heated up and snapped, pointing a finger at Sinag, “You, insolent ripped human being wrapped in sheets of metal! Just because you look cool doesn’t mean you can insult me!” “What?!” Prince Sari exclaimed in disbelief, while Sinag sighed in defeat. “He is not insulting you, Liwanag. And watch your language,” he said with a frowning face. “Are you siding with him, my Prince?” Liwanag pouted, and sobbed like a little kid who was wronged for something that he didn’t do.

She burst in like a splash of color, dark hair loose around her shoulders with oversized sunglasses perched on her head. “Please tell me you saved me a croissant,” she groaned dramatically. I smiled despite myself. “Always.” She leaned over the counter, lowering her voice. “You look like you didn’t sleep.” “I didn’t,” I admitted. Sofia was one of the few people who could see through me. There was no point pretending to be fine. Her gaze flicked past me, then sharpened. “Why is there a walking Prada ad staring at you like that?” I stiffened because I knew what she meant but I still pretended like I didn't have a clue.

Thank you for believing in my work. And thank you for making IRRESISTIBLE SIN something I will always look back on with pride and gratitude.

Dante let out an arrogant sigh. “Money? Hah, this isn’t about money. This is about dignity.” He replied coldly before stepping on Liam’s feet. He screamed in pain and an idea entered Dante’s mind. “You know what, you’re right, I am not going to break your hands.” He paused and smirked before swinging the metal rod at Liam’s legs. Liam screamed in pain. “I am going to turn you into a cripple instead…” He started beating Liam’s legs, over and over again. The sight was brutal and for a few minutes, screams echoed in the air.

Dave said quickly. “Mr. Luciano,” Lysander continued, his tone turning dangerously calm, “you’re in no position to teach me how to love my wife.” The arrogance in his voice was overwhelming. Dave clenched his fists but said nothing. He didn’t dare offend or contradict the CEO of Slade Group. One wrong move could ruin his father’s company completely. What he didn’t realize was that he had already crossed the line. What he just said now had already offended Lysander.

“If you’re done. I’ll see you in my study.” “You’re wrong, boss! Your family is bearing the brunt of your unfairness and injustice, all because of your crimson affection for Janet Corrigan. The woman who wishes for your death! One day, she will be the death of you, and you will happily sacrifice yourself with pride.” “Crimson?” Sebastian chuckled. “Yes. You’ve lost your sense of right and wrong because of her love. You are even willing to pardon the person responsible for the merciless killing of your father and sister. However, does she have the courage to forgive you for her father’s death? Have you ever asked yourself this question?”

“Mom, that’s not really appropriate to say one week after Pae was brought home.” Angie shrugs, not an ounce of shame on her aged face. Money has certainly bought her some Botox over the years, smoothing out most of her wrinkles. “I’m just saying, honey.” I blow out a long breath and put my napkin on the table next to my plate. Although anger bubbles in my veins at Angie’s implication that Liam is gaining popularity in the polls because he helped rescue me from my kidnapper, I can’t let them know they’ve rattled me. I don’t want to make a fool of myself in front of Liam’s parents by speaking my mind or putting Liam in a difficult situation.

“Because I’m also interested in knowing your background. And since you’re not really married to the man you currently despise, you can’t say that what happened between us was a sin. Because it’s not.” Evadne struggled to find further excuses. After a moment, she took a deep breath. It was early in the morning, yet their conversation delved into a topic that made Evadne want to close her eyes tightly in her mind. Merciful God, forgive me for this worldly topic early in the morning.

She looked up at me with her beautiful grey eyes and violet freckles. The woman the world tried to break. My– “Our son,” she said softly but loud enough for everyone to hear, “is not a bargaining chip.” Fael bowed his head. “I know I don’t deserve forgiveness,” he said. “But I am begging you, both of you don’t let pride kill him.” Pride. “Did you just say Pride?” Seraphine angrily replied. I thought of blood on rain-soaked ground. Of claws at her throat. Of a bond shattered like glass.