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There are no wrong answers to this question. “I was not avoiding the wrong answers, only trying to give the right ones.” Leywin let his hand drop from Liam’s shoulder, as he stepped away. “What’s the first thing that comes into your mind when the name Shira is mentioned?” Liam managed to look a little sheepish. “That she is one of the most beautiful creatures I’ve ever seen – and I don’t know who should be more offended by my declaration, Farok or the Shark. Leywin laughed, and turned to pour himself some brandy. “I do not think any of them would be offended by such honest declaration. I was thinking about her character Liam. Would you believe anything she says – if swears on it?”

I answered, trying to sound normal even though my voice was husky. “Lisa? You okay? You sound… weird,” Liam said, concerned in his tone. I bit my lip, lying back on the bed and spreading my legs again. My free hand slid down between my thighs, fingers circling my dripping clit. “I’m fine… I just really miss you, Liam. Two months is too long. I’m so fucking horny right now.” There was a pause on his end. “Whoa… since when does my nerdy innocent girlfriend talk like that?”

I figured he just cared about his professional image. Now, with Sarah clinging to him, he just frowned a little and had no intention of pushing her away. It brought me immense pain and made me feel like a clown. "It's nothing," he said. "I promised Rick I'd look after you." "It wasn't my fault," she whined, refusing to let go. "That old lady darted into the road. You know I've got night blindness. I freaked out and mixed up the gas and brakes. I know you're worried about the victim, but I swear I only had a tiny bit to drink. She can name her price, and I'll pay. It's just a shame my new car is stained with blood."

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With the exception of Aunt Rosalie, of course. Her stomach suddenly clenched in a fit of nervousness. "What if they don't like me? What if I don't like them? What if I hate them?" Even though Giavanna's heart knew it was incredibly rare to remain unmated, her mind couldn't help but think about the few couples she knew who abhorred their mates. Humans weren't the only ones who had to worry about abusive partners and cheaters. Shaking her head, Giavanna stood up and decided to seek out the company of the most successful pairing she knew. A bowl of ice cream and a spirited round of poker with her parents sounded like the perfect way to distract her mind.

"I mean Camila. Okay, she's beautiful and all, but there's just something about her that doesn't sit right with me. I think you should look elsewhere… someone more stable." Nelson smiled quietly. "Like whom?" I rolled my eyes at him, giving him a knowing glance. "You know whom." He hesitated, then grinned at me, blushing. "Liora?" I nodded. "Yes. She's smart, quiet, stable… and she's always here. She's part of it all. She loves us." Nelson sighed and looked away for a second before responding. "I like Liora. I do. She's amazing. But Camila… she's different. She's energetic, outspoken. The way she talks, her vibe—it pulls me in."

Thus, they all saw her claims as exaggerated. When she saw these comments, Eliza started anxiously arguing, "I'm not lying! This shopping mall really is mine! It was a gift from my boyfriend!" I turned around and saw Leo staring at his phone with a darkened expression. Soon, I saw his account enter Eliza's livestream. "I can confirm that this shopping mall is indeed under her name." In an instant, a barrage of comments flooded the screen. "Oh my God, it's Alpha Leo!" "It must be true if he's vouching for it."

He had to be honest, though—it was for his sister’s publications project. "Maybe... I’m not sure yet. It felt like admiration that faded after a week." Sounded more like infatuation. "How many girlfriends have you had?" Another dumb question. "One in high school and one in college." "Do you believe that love is blind?" Definitely not! Love is about acceptance. He placed his palm on his face, realizing this questionnaire was probably just part of Ashley’s joke. She knew he hated talking about his love life. Sipping his coffee, he moved on to the next question—then nearly choked when he read it.

She burst out laughing. I blush for the first time today. She shrugs. "It's okay. Hmm..." she presses her lips again, then raises her eyebrows. "Maybe like you!" I straightened up. I didn't expect Tara would consider me, but I stayed quiet for I feel there was something more. "Any woman would like you. In physique, you're a perfect guy, Blake." she sneers. I groan, "Why do I feel there's a 'but' after your sentence,"

The silence is relaxing and beautiful-- this is what I need and what I want, the responsibility, guilt, and regrets were eating me alive but realizing and taking my time changed everything especially when Leira came into my life, the first time I saw her smile at me, while her little hands held my finger-- that's when I knew that I found the thing I've been looking for and it took me months to realize that but it was all worth it. The lies-- were made for someone to believe what they're not supposed to know and it's something we can't even avoid, lying and keeping secrets. When we love someone we intend to lie to keep them safe-- some were to keep them, it's not something to be proud of but