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Anna inquired curiously. "I had gone to visit Hannah for business reasons but when I got to her apartment, she seemed drunk and out of it. She mistook me for Dylan and I couldn't bring myself to admit I wasn't him. I took advantage of her confused state and slept with her. It was a mistake, a stupid, terrible mistake that lasted one night." The truth landed with the force of a physical blow. Anna felt the blood drain from her face. It was worse than she had imagined. Not just a crush or a flirtation—a physical betrayal, one that had been eating at Liam for a while.

He inquired gently. I found a newspaper on the table and quickly glanced at the headlines. "Miss Lisa has announced to the public about the reopening of schools..." "My name's Lisa." I lied, picking the name from the headline. He nodded. "Do you know a hotel around here? I could just stay there for a while." I frowned. What was he looking for in Los Angeles? Why couldn't he recognize me as his wife? "There's no hotel around here." I lied. "I can't go back, I'll have to look for an hotel close to this house"

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He wanted to find out the reason Christina had left the Garcia family for over a decade, and also why she chose to return at this moment. Flashbacks of the good old memories they once shared could not stop playing in his head. He thought that he had understood Christina completely. He had even assumed that he knew the reason behind her every move, yet he realized how wrong he was now. He was so wrong that it was hilarious. It turned out that he had never understood Christina at all. On top of that, he had only found out about her true identity a few days prior. On the other hand, if Christina had really loved him, she would not have kept so many secrets from him. If she had truly loved him,

He immediately came back and sit beside me in the bed. "Why is this the book you what you want me to read?” "Nothing. I just want to hear the story again. I like the scenes especially in the part where the prince finds out that his fiancé is not the real owner of the beautiful voice that he fell for” The smile disappeared from his lips. I smiled deep inside. It's fun to fool around with a pretender. “Why do you like it?” “No reason. I just love it how the prince dump the fake one”

Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

Gemila pouted her lips. “Sorry best but marriage isn't for me." Yasmine winked before standing up. “I think you should actually write a book on this. Don't just throw it away." Gemita suggested. “You think so? What would I call it?" Gemila asked. “Mistaken Identity." Yasmine replied with a smile. “Huh?" Gemila furrowed her brows. “You did say Harry sent his men to kill Romero and they ended up killing your sister instead of you right? Though no one actually died but still, they mistook Gemita to be you so that's the best title." Yasmine explained.

I caught my boyfriend in bed with two women. That same night, I walked into Milan's most exclusive club and drank whiskey for the first time. The next morning, I woke up with a marriage certificate on my floor. My husband? Matteo Moretti. One of Italy's four identical billionaire brothers. When I arrived at their palazzo, four gorgeous, terrifying men stood before me. Same face. Same cold eyes. Same cruel mouths. "Drag this lying girl out," their father ordered. Then one brother stepped forward, his dark gaze burning slowly down my body. "You don't remember me, sweetheart?" His voice dropped low enough to melt bone. "Because I remember every sound you made." They called

"Leon and I married by accident. A clerical error. But because we fell in love, we decided to remain married. He has helped me uncover that my entire identity was a fraud, my mother was dying, my sister was a criminal, and my father was murdered. I have no idea what love is if that isn't it. "He also cancelled a multi-billion dollar deal to be with you during this crisis." Aria blinked. "How do you know that?" "I work as a journalist. I know everything." Jennifer smiled slightly. "But let's talk about Vanessa Crane.