The Lover's Lies Novels & Stories

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

Ava paused, feeling almost like laughing for a moment, nearly thinking she'd misheard. "You think I'm faking it? That I'm pretending to be sick to stop you from seeing your lover?" William was angered by her words. "Watch your language. Don't forget your place." Ava smiled silently, the kind of smile that comes from a broken heart, then leaned against the car window without another word. What right did she have now to call Sarah his lover? Never mind that they'd signed divorce papers - even if they weren't divorcing, she had no right.

I let that land, because it was true, because it was exactly The Veil, and I wanted him to know I’d done it on purpose. “I circled the room three times before I spoke to you. You counted.” His eyes came up. “That’s ours,” he said. “That’s the point. The best lies are memories with the names filed off. On paper, you pursued me, because a man who chases is less suspicious than a man who calculates, and everyone who meets you can feel you calculate.”

- I just don't know how your idiot husband doesn't suspect where your money comes from? I looked at my lover lying naked next to me. It wasn't the first time she had given me information and done little jobs for me, we had been lovers for years and no one had ever suspected. She was deceitful and I liked that. She laughed when I asked about her husband and took the cigarette from my hand, took a drag and said:

The danger of playing both lover and liar. But in Damian’s arms, in this dizzying high of pleasure, the lines blurred too easily. Power. Desire. Control. Love. Betrayal. His hand slid between them, stroking her until she cried out again, clenching around him. “I feel every lie on your tongue,” Damian murmured into her ear, right before she shattered. “And I’ll make you confess… every last one.” She trembled in his grip, undone and breathless — but his words echoed louder than the orgasmic haze.

We need to talk and clear up all the misunderstanding that happened, and I. — What misunderstanding? Are you going to tell me that you didn't tell your lover about me? — What lover? — Oh, Amalia! And you don't have to go to the trouble of making up a story to say you didn't have sex because you were drunk and very angry with me. These are the perfect combinations!

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

He didn't answer, Instead, he stood and walked to the window, parting the heavy drapes. Rain had started to fall outside, pattering softly against the glass. "Isabella was once loyal," he said at last. "But something changed, revenge, you see she was in love with me. I should have seen it coming." I suspected that. "Did you both... You kno-" "Yes," he said cutting me off. So she isn't just a love interest, but an actual lover. The thought sent a weird feeling through me... I can't possibly be jealous right?

I arch my back to give him better access. " I love your help " I moan while his lips capture me in a passionate kiss and his tongue is already in a fighting zone with mine. Liam positions me on the couch, him on top of me, continuing with his torture. I loved the way he made me feel, so good. I felt like I was millions of miles away from everyone and everything. It felt safe.

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.