The Spanish Love Deception Novels & Stories

I just glanced at her occasionally because I was driving. "Luis, why do we still need to pretend? Can't we just stop since only your family and friends know that we're married? Besides, Mayor Queja is dead, and I think we'll just be laughed at in court if we insist that the wedding was an accident. I already told you that it's okay with me that we're married since I'll be leaving the country at the end of it anyway." I shook my head at what she said. I don't get her point but I don't agree with what she wants, that we stop pretending.

“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?

In spite of everything, her breath quickened as she recalled all the times he’d tenderly caressed her face. “When you lost your memory, you regained your lost innocence and faith. And somehow you made me find mine,” Gabriel whispered. “Just give me the chance to love you. Test me as you will. Let me prove my love for you.” She thought she saw a shimmer of tears in his eyes. The mighty Gabriel De León… crying? No, it was another of his cruel, selfish games. She thought of how he’d ruthlessly wooed her in Venice, tricking her into marriage with romance and soft words only to punish her the moment they were married.

The only thing Seipati loved was that love had tamed the monster. Things were going well between them and Seipati gave the credit to Ntate Mogoadi again. To her, Ntate Mogoadi was like cupid. He had contacted her mother-in-law to get long lost love. She was calling him Mr love. She wished he could meet someone to love as well.

She stood, and I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. She was finally leaving. But she didn't leave. She placed her hands behind her and walked around the room. “If there is one thing Alejandro hates so much, it is lies and manipulation.” She walked to the frame on the wall and traced its frame with her finger. “How do you think he'll react if he knew that you manipulated him and this love you claim you have for him is fake.” “My love is genuine. I am not like you.” I said, “And why would he believe what you tell him? It will be brushed off as another lie from you to ruin our love.” I said sternly.

This could be the start of something new, something exciting. Snapping my fingers in front of Sophia's face, I bring her back to reality. "Girl," I say, trying to suppress a smile. "He's gone." Sophia blinks, her gaze finally leaving the spot where Adrian had stood. "He is exciting though," she admits, a dreamy look in her eyes. "Yeah, he is," I agree, my mind replaying our conversation. "And he's fine. His perfume... it's so charming." Sophia laughs, her loud personality filling the grand hall. "Men!" she exclaims, shaking her head. "Well, Ella, it seems like you've caught the attention of the most eligible bachelor in San Francisco."

Jude hadn't even removed his manhood from inside Alice's. "Alice, I love you; it's a rare feeling I've never felt before. I thought I was gay, but it turns out it was just my delusions. After you came, the only thing in my head and life is you. You invaded my whole being. I can't let you colonize my heart for free. So, will you pay the rent by marrying me?"

"Alessandro is handsome, he has money, he fucks you well; in your life you'll meet someone like that again." If I was feeling sad, Eva already finished depressing me. "Thank you for your honesty, my friend." "I'll never get over it," I admitted, laying my head on her chest, as I kept crying like a little girl." "Hey, don't say that, have you heard that in life we have three loves," she asked and I affirmed, "Well that's right, Javier was the first one, you fell in love with him in your teens, and you were delusional about him. He was also the second one in college, you were together, he made you feel things you can never forget, but he also disappointed and betrayed you, making you suffer,"

Antonio replied. "Dolores" Antonio called out. "Dile mi esposa para darse prisa" said Antonio. "esta bien señor" replied Dolores. "She's going to get her" Antonio said. "She doesn't speak English actually, but understands a little a English, to save her the trouble we mostly converse with her in Spanish" explained Antonio. ____________ _____________ A knock on Olivia's door,"yes come in" said Olivia. "Mi hija, it's me Dolores"

He lowered his head in agony, his eyes full of grief and guilt. He explained, "I'm sorry, Carlotta! Chiara deceived me. I thought it was a stray dog inside that sack. I never imagined Chiara would replace it with Antonio. I'm sorry, Carlotta. You can do whatever you want to me. As long as you forgive me, I—" Pain, regret, and remorse crashed over him like a tidal wave. A cold glint flickered in my eyes as I countered, "Can one apology erase your betrayal and the harm you've done? Can one apology bring Antonio back to life? Do you seriously think one feeble apology can make up for the harrowing assault I endured?"