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Paintings she'd seen in museums. He closed the door. Poured himself a drink. Didn't offer her one. She was pregnant. "I know what you're thinking," he said. "Do you?" "You're thinking I'm a criminal. A bad person. Someone you shouldn't be with." "Are you?" "Yes." No hesitation. "I run guns. I move drugs. I help people disappear when they need to. I hurt people who cross me. I've killed people who threatened what's mine." He took a drink. "I'm not a good man, Lia. I never pretended to be."

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He was the only one she had not officially met and she was glad it was not under weird situations like it was with Nathaniel. “I was at the other side when you came in. So, do you like books? Or did you come to scowl at them?” “Who scowls at books?” He tendered his palm. “Amir does. " Making a fake wince, Chloe said, "Amir doesn't know what he is missing. Books are amazing." "Finally, someone that appreciates a rare form of art. Would you like some orange juice?" Chloe smiled, genuinely. Even though she was meant to be putting up a fake act, this one could not help but be natural. So, she did not fight it. “Yes, I do.”

Liam said and gave me a sad smile like I just hurt his feelings. I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt all of a sudden. He is right. I had no right to lump him with the jerks I associate with. He had been nothing but nice to me and last time he didn't touch me inappropriately or try to do anything to me even though I was laying on his bed, completely defenseless. "Sorry..." I mumbled. What did you think of the food?" Liam asked, changing the subject already. It was as if my rude behavior didn't bother him even though just a moment ago he looked so hurt and disappointed. Why is he so nice? It's sickening and I hate it. I hate his kindness!

She had to repeat the class twice because of this. No, not I went the wrong way, it was them. "Don't look like that, she doesn't mean it," said Uncle Roderick at some point. "She's just afraid that something might happen to you." “But nothing will happen to me.” I put a bitten bread back on the plate and ran my fingers over the title of my book. Proles - The changing nature. “After all, that's what I train so much for. I work harder than anyone else and I am the best in my group. I am the best at everything and I will continue to be. "

she asked, a mocking smile curling at her lips, as though she already knew the answer but wanted to hear me squirm. What was this? It was the fake marriage contract Colin had me sign. What the hell was he thinking, leaving something that sensitive just sitting on his computer? "Mrs. Booth, I can explain!" "You get 45 thousand a year and a fully furnished two-bedroom apartment. Sounds like a great deal. Men—once they've got money, they just can't help themselves, huh? If he'd just fooled around a little on the side, I might've looked the other way. But this? This is a long-term sugar baby arrangement! I can make one call and have you both charged with fraud. You'd spend the rest of your lives

Piero's pupils shrank, and his body shook. I watched his reaction, my chest heavy, like a stone was crushing it. Five years of love were hard to let go of. I still clung to a shred of hope. Maybe it was Vivian's one-sided story; maybe the photos were fake. But Piero's reaction confirmed it. He and Vivian were married. He forced a stiff smile, his voice shaky. "What are you talking about? I..." I cut him off, pointing out, "You may not know, but you touch your earlobe when you lie."

“In my eyes, you look just like my mother.” He pulls away, the gun still clasped in his hand. When he rolls it between his fingers, I realize it’s not a real gun. It’s a toy gun, loaded with paint. What the hell!? This is all an act? My eyes dart to the man on the floor, and all I see is just paint smeared all over his face. Now, he’s grunting, propping up on the floor. “You have her smile, sweetpie. And you like to read just like her, except that she reads the weirdest books ever…” Liam drones on with a dreamy smile on his face. “Books like, how to be a better clan whore, you know, things about sex and prostitution.”

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