Romans & histoires Loving A Liar

Another lie. "Are you angry because I didn't keep our promise?" Nat pouted. Of course I am. If you had been around, I wouldn't have lost my first kiss and to a mafia leader at that. But then again... if I say I liked it and wouldn't mind doing it again, I'll probably seem like a pervert, right? I smiled at Nat. "No, it's not that. I just didn't inform my parents that I'll be staying for long," another lie. Wow, I am getting pretty good at it; I have only spent a few hours with the Kova and am already behaving like them.

“Dylan is always like that, and I hate it that Beatrice seems to told them—” She looked up, “about my recent job? Well, your brother was right. I’m a stripper and a stripper like me will never be fated to be in love—to experience love. We’re just—” Andrius cupped her face and let her look at him. “Look, why do you need to bother with what they say? Why don’t you just show them and prove to them that it is wrong to judge you.”

a chuckle escapes my lips, and I'm feeling quite ridiculous about it. My plan to use my amnesia to win my husband's affection not only failed, but it was the beginning of everything. Now that I remember it, I just want to laugh. Shaking my head and straightening my seat, I then drank some water. “So, I’m actually willing to remember. I'd like to learn more about myself. But I still don’t like being lied to. So, I still don’t trust you.” I admitted it, and I’m even surprised at my honesty at this time.

"My mother knew. She stayed because leaving would mean losing the lifestyle, the status. They both taught me that love was either a commodity or a lie." Sophia's fingers tightened on his wrists, her expression fierce with understanding and pain on his behalf. "I swore I'd never become him," Liam continued, the words spilling faster now. "Never lie, never pretend, never promise something I couldn't deliver. It's why I've never said 'I love you' to anyone. Why I've kept every relationship surface-level and transactional. Because if you never go deep, you can never drown." "But you're drowning now," Sophia said softly. It wasn't a question.

He said I was a rotten liar, but it was Rylan who lied! "Today, Dad chased me out of my room and made me live in the stairwell. The stairwell is so dark and cold. I'm so scared, but I'm also afraid Dad will get even angrier if I say anything. Will Dad stop being mad if I keep being a good boy? Will he stop blaming me?" …

Worse still, a foul stench came from her. "Carlotta, who would've thought that you'd end up in my hands one day?" Chiara said with a chuckle. Then, her expression contorted viciously as she gritted her teeth. She spat with intense hatred, "If it hadn't been for you, I would never have ended up like this! Why can't you just die, Carlotta?" Her face was filled with such loathing that it distorted her features. She went on, "Why is it that no matter how hard I struggled to climb upward, I ended up like this? Why is it that even after being defiled so thoroughly, everyone still loves and favors you?

Let him see what he had done to me. “My feelings for you have changed. I could never love a liar.”

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

"You're embarrassing yourself." "I don't care. I don't care who sees. I don't care what anyone thinks." He looked up at her, tears streaming. "I just need you to give me a chance. One more chance to prove I love you—" "You don't love me. You love the idea of not being alone." Lia's voice was steady despite her shaking hands. "You love having someone to control, someone to make you feel needed. But you never actually loved me as a person." "That's not true—"