The Good Lie Ar Torre Novels & Stories

, letting my guard down in the presence of such a flirt. I returned from the land of thought when I heard her ask, " who is she?" I felt my heartbeat intensified, the thought of being denied and abandoned once again tonight was so horrific. What was I going to do? I contemplated coming up with a reasonable excuse when I heard Torak say" she's my worker". I stared at him dazzled. Was he for real? How can he lie so shamelessly to his woman, who takes work dressed like this to a family dinner?

She asked softly as she laid her hand on her sister's arm. She felt Toria stiffen before she deliberately relaxed again. She turned to Reyona and, with a smile that looked like what Reyona once had on her face, she said, “You won't let it go, will you?” Reyona merely smiled. Toria nodded, and her smile disappeared as she said “He lied to me, Rey. He looked me in the eye and lied to me.” She shook her head as she said in a heartfelt tone, “Now, please let it go. He is not important.”

Replied Storm, directing the driver to head back home instead of the office. First, he lost his eligibility to run the election campaign before it even began, then the news of wildfire breaking out of the blue at his several warehouses all over Italy every now and then, and now… this. Antonio’s fall was the most dramatic and entertaining in history. Whoever he messed up with was teaching him a lesson the hard way. “Indeed. God is great,” I smiled, scrolling through the article. I knew my tesoro would be happy as well to hear this news.

“Enough.” The word left my lips shakier than I wanted, but they froze anyway. Four pairs of eyes locked on me, waiting. I swallowed, the silence pressing harder now. “Who are you?” I asked the new guy. “Ma'am,” one started with a curt bow. “I am Loci, and this is Jorge. We're from the only Don Veridia know, and the only one there ever will be, first of his name, Don Alessandro Torricelli.”

Or something to that effect. “Tori, I want you to know…” “That you are a liar! You have some slut on the side and could not tell me the truth?” She slowly stood and leaned up as close to my face. Her eyes held mocking anger with heavy breaths through a flaring nose. Tori glared at me, waiting for a rebuttal. Where the hell did she get the idea that I had someone else? Whitney has had this wild idea that we should be mates and mark each other, but I’ve never touched her!

The entirety of South City had witnessed our love. On our wedding day, he swore on God, "Lia, I'll never betray you, and I'll never hurt you." And yet, in the end, he did both. Suddenly, I felt so, so tired… I lay on the floor the whole night, my mind never stopped resting. When morning came, I made my decision. I called my father, Midas Medina. "Dad, Medina Group is expanding its business in Lumiere City lately, right? I want to go there for a while, to learn and see how things work."

It was right because I had become his confidante, trusted as deeply as his own underboss. It was wrong because I hadn’t anticipated how rapidly his power would grow, making revenge far harder than I had imagined. “The Don said…” Paulo patted my shoulder and said, “He wants your risotto.” If Mark wanted it, I had no choice but to cook. I told the driver, “Turn around. Let’s go.” The villa where Lillian lived was just one of Mark’s many properties—ordinary compared to the rest. The place I was heading to was his true home, a quietly luxurious cliffside estate.

I argued, although my voice was still low, and I emphasized my words to let him know I really didn’t like how he answered sometimes. Clive answers me and reveals things to me, however, I still know that there are some things that he refuses to say to me. He is just an expert at dodging questions by answering them with another question. This time, the corner of his lips rose, amused by my reaction. I glanced at him, and he chuckled before shaking his head. "I am Clive Vicenzo Rizzo, the Lord of the Rizzo Domain. As for my other identities, do you think it’s way more fun to discover yourself?" His eyes narrow, and an automatic grin appears on his lips.

"Eve, I made a mistake! She lied to me! She kept turning me against you! I never wanted to break up with you!" His desperate expression made my stomach churn. "Aaron. The way you look right now disgusts me." He froze as though I had hit him in the guts as he froze on the spot. Viola suddenly burst into tears, her tears rolling down her cheeks. "Eve, I honestly didn't mean to do it! I was only jealous of you! I worked so hard to get here from the countryside. Do you know how difficult it has been?" I turned to the chancellor and said with a calm voice, "Sir, handle this according to university policy."

I hoped as he took my hand, feeling the flash of heat that his touch ignited within me, that he would be interested in satisfying my other cravings later on this evening. *** "Un-fucking-believable," my husband exclaimed, almost choking on his veal parmesan as he read the printout Tori provided. "This shit is legit? Where did you get it?" "Tori’s hacker friend," I told him, taking a sip of wine. I needed it for this conversation. "She said that you knew him. That he’s done stuff for you in the past." I could see Jaxon turning around this information in his mind. Then, apparently having drawn a favorable conclusion, he smiled broadly and chuckled.