Spanish Love Deception Novels & Stories

And as his last message denies giving up its stinging effects, I’m left with eyes stung by tears… again. “Fuck.” I don’t want to cry. I have done enough of that already. But every word, every pause, every intonation that comes with ‘Love, whatever you see after now, know that what we have is not a deception. I’ll remain the man you adore, the same one that cherishes you. Now and forever. Te Amo’ carries a share of turbulence fierce enough to slit through mountains.

And so, with practiced ease, I returned his affections, weaving a web of lies and deceit with every loving word that passed my lips. "I love you more than anything, Sean," I whispered, my voice trembling with false emotion as I leaned in closer to him. Our eyes met, and I could see the flicker of hope in his gaze, the belief that our love was real. Little did he know that it was nothing more than a facade, a carefully constructed illusion designed to keep him under my control.

"Ever since I saw you that night, I fell in love and I didn't know because I've never loved before, you weren't the reason behind Stevie and my cancellation of the engagement party, she repeatedly steals from me, and kept cheating on me, I had a PI follow her around, I confronted her the night of the party, I was the one who was to call it off at the very moment we got everyone's attention, I planned to ruin her, I wanted to hurt her, but then I saw you, the pure beauty, Megan Natalya Francis, my bouquet of lilies I honestly didn't plan to kiss you, but I was drawn to you, even now. So you see meg, I've loved you ever since, you weren't the cause of my reputation, Stevie used that opportunit

After the rigorous deed last night, Anaya needed lots of energy for her upcoming meeting so she made sure to wipe the plate clean. “Do you want more?” Henry asked as she took her last bite and she shook her head. “Nope. It’s fine.” “Anaya.” Henry called and she could tell they were about to dive into reality now. “I understand, Henry.” She muttered. “Whenever we are happy, they strike and harm us in order to ruin our relationship. We would need to pretend that we’re still separated in order for us to find out the last piece of the puzzle; the truth behind Lauren’s death.”

“I only require one thing from you. A good act. My father’s not a stupid man. He will not be easily deceived.” “I don’t want to deceive anyone.” “That’s why we really will be lovers by the time we arrive. Intimacy, like sexual chemistry, is something that can be felt,” Christophe asserted with husky conviction. “The only deception will be the pretense of love between us and of course... my intention to marry you.” Lovers... Lara stiffened helplessly at the threat of what was yet to come. Arrive where? Why was he prepared to put on such an elaborate deception for his father’s benefit?

he spoke, lightly tapping on her tear stained cheeks. “You don't want to believe that your love has deceived you,” he grinned, turning more barbaric. His choice of words ached her soul. He was confessing such brutal things to her with no shame or guilt. He was not looking guilty to confess that he had broken her soul with his betrayal and it hurt her beyond her endurance. “Then ask yourself whether Armando Zelvasco has deceived Flora Alfanso by showing himself as Easton Marzel in front of her or……she paused and thrusted her face closer to his. She gazed into his light cerulean orbs with nothing but pain and pain.

"The lucky man who has your heart " The wine glass slipped from my hand, I took a step back from him "what are you talking about. ??" I was panicking, he knows, what if his father knew about it. he again came closer hugging me tightly , I tried to push him away but he is too strong ."don't worry you can tell me anything thing I will help you , I won't tell your father anything just open up , if you are worrying about how I am knowing this then you don't have to cause, your eyes tell everything , I can tell that you have been forced to marry me its ok , it not like I don't want to marry you but I don't want to spoiled your life , I will help you to get back to him . " he spoke calmly. I was

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

This went from one last attempt to get her off and get her out, to me knowing that was a lost cause. The inner conflict within me grows with each pump of my fingers, as I feel Esmeralda's body getting tighter and wetter. I know I shouldn't be doing this, but her spell has bewitched me and I can't resist. I want to slide inside her, to feel her warmth and pleasure, but I know it's wrong. I'm not good for her, she deserves someone better, someone who can give her the love and commitment she deserves. Not going to even think about where the fuck that came from. Yet, my desire for her consumes me, and I can't stop. I know what I should do, I should stop and send her away. I should put her in a c

my husband, my love, that was built on lies. “You didn’t marry me because you loved me,” I whispered. “You married me because I was compensated for my fathers life. For my ruined childhood!!.” And in that moment..I broke down and screamed. “So it was a Marriage of Deceit? It was all an orchestrated game for you all?”