Novel & Cerita Simon From One Of Us Is Lying

"A vampire? No, I don't know anything about that." I looked at Jackson, and we exchanged a knowing glance. We both had a feeling that Simon was lying. "Simon, we know you're lying," Jackson said, his voice stern. "The autopsy report says otherwise, and we know that you're involved." Simon's face changed, and a shadow fell over his eyes. "I'm not involved, I swear it." He sounded more desperate than he meant to. My eyes dilated when Jackson grabbed one of the glasses of water and gulped it in one go without hesitation. I stopped him but it was already too late when he consumed everything.

"Listen, man. First of all, the other day Leyla came uninvited and threw herself at me and second, I didn't even know she did an abortion." "That's nonsense! She will never lie to me!" "Sure, believe the little lying bitch. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm leaving." "You can't leave!" Simon shouts after me, but I am not listening to any of this bullshit. "Oh, I forgot something. Just so you know, the other day she only sucked my dick. And she loved it," I shout from the top of my lungs, as I'm a few feet far from Simon and slowly stepping backwards. I don't fucking care it's the middle of the day and people listen to us.

He's banking on us cracking under strain with lies, half-truths, distorted facts. Elizabeth approached him, her hand shaking slightly as she extended for him. What happens then? He triumphs. He gets to use us like puppets. She was correct. We were at a crossroads: one route would leave Alex's lies unchecked; the other would lead us to gain the moral high ground. The other… was a darker, more hazardous path. Simeon replied, his voice strained, "I never wanted to get this filthy." "But if we let him win this time, there's nothing left for us."

“Why not?” Was he really asking her this question? “Because it’s not right. What we had was based on a lie. And I can’t trust someone who lies to me.” She made sure to emphasize every word as much as possible so that he would get the message. But unfortunately, it seemed like Simon wasn’t planning to back off any time soon. He didn’t even seem bothered by what she had said to him. “You can’t trust someone who lies, hmm?” He leaned closer, bringing his face right next to hers, his lips grazing her ear. “Then how come you’re lying to me right now? Doesn’t that make you a hypocrite?”

Liam was angry because he believed that Simon was the reason Donnie died, but he had no way to prove that at the moment. Seeing the rage in Liam's eyes, Simon was intimidated after he remembered what Liam did to him the other day, and he didn't want that to happen again, "Well, I was invited… just like you, Mr Liam Danvers." Simon said his tone was a bit loud. "Which one do you prefer, Danvers or Steinfeld?" He asked, his tone slightly loud. It was like he was hoping that someone would hear him and discover Liam's true identity.

She shut her eyes and took her shower. If only she had money, she would never have to worry about anything. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── SIMON Whenever Simon said he was going to do something, he always delivered. He was a man of his word. It was one of the reasons why he was who he was today. If he made a decision, nobody could stop him. Not until her. Zoey. Simon had long made up his mind to not listen to any of her recordings at ‘Compagnon Incognito’ because he was trying to be as transparent as possible and he didn’t want to snoop behind anyone’s back to get information, but how could he not want the recordings?

Alexa's POV… "You lied about Lady Kara not being the lady in the black robe, right?" Beta Simon asked. I nervously began picking on my nails. I got caught; he is just so smart. I knew he would figure out that I lied. He should understand why I lied; I feel so scared and insecure.

Simon's tone shifted slightly, showing genuine curiosity and concern. I carefully considered whether to talk to someone about this but couldn't take it anymore. "Let's go to my office," I finally decided, wanting to confide in Simon despite my reservations. "Oh my God. It's not me, is it? I've told you that was just one night, and I was drunk," Simon quips, pretending to be shocked by my invitation. "Not even if you were born again," I replied with a chuckle, appreciating Simon's attempt to lighten the atmosphere.

My eyes widened in horror, my lips twitched big I didn’t even know what to say. “I—“ I stuttered. “My family, they—“ “I know,” he came closer. “Simon spilled the beans.” “Where’s he?!” “Locked him up in Marr. We’ll deal with him later.” “No, no, no, you guys are making a mistake! Simon might not be strong but that brain of his, I tell you he’s two steps ahead of us!”

When it finally gave, I exhaled freely for the first time in hours. Cool air kissed my skin. My breasts were small but still visible. They ached from the compression. I rolled my shoulders, let my head fall back, and stepped under the spray. For one minute, I wasn’t Seth. I was just me. Sera, tired, terrified, and finally free of the lie for sixty seconds. I should’ve known the peace wouldn’t last long when I heard the lock I clicked shut Open. Useless. I heard the voices and kept thinking how the hell am I going to get out of this situation.