The Spanish Love Deception Novels & Stories

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?”

I had never felt so regal, so commanding, yet the act of deception weighed heavily on my heart . I did not like that I was deceiving the man I loved with all my heart . This is not how I planned to start my marriage , with secrets and deceit. Not in the least but choice had abandoned me long before the sun rose. If being Prince George’s wife required this web of lies, then so be it. A mere vampire hunter, a shadowed spy, a schemer of any sort would not stand in my way of spending the rest of my life with him . I would not allow anything or anyone to prevent me from claiming the rightful place that was mine by destiny and by promise.

Eulalia felt like she was drowning, struggling, trying to hit Percival’s shoulders, trying to grab him, but her fingers were nail-less. Percival said what he hated most was deception from those closest to him, and wasn’t she the same? The man who had held her and professed his love one moment turned into a stranger the next. The word ‘love’ was so easily said by him and just as easily retracted, leaving no room for negotiation. At the height of their struggle, Eulalia’s hand slammed into the bedside table, her fingertips throbbing as if pierced by steel needles. That pain faded quickly, but it lodged deeply in her brain, causing a subconscious shiver at the thought.

This is what they both wanted anyway. Stephie lifted her chin and her gaze to meet his own eyes, doing her best to hide just how ecstatic she was that he had come closer. They were both liars and really good at this dangerous game. She answered to his momentum, her legs moving her backwards on cue, almost as though this had been a choreography they had mastered over their past few close encounters. A tango of dishonest hearts and lustful intentions. It didn't take long before Stephie's back was pressed against the wall. But in a turn of events, Jacob didn't cage her in. Instead he crossed his arms and stared her down, and she pressed her palms between her butt and the wall.

It was clear that it had all been a good plan. — You were the one who sent him to pretend to be my friend. He was just trying to do his job. But it doesn't matter; I'll fix the damage later. As for the other thing, there you have him, hopelessly in love with the Spaniard. You didn't have to prove anything because it's obvious that my heart belongs to you and you alone. But anyway, go ahead, play the song — I replied with laughter and flirtation. — I know, but you know, I like to play. You know, my love, I think you're going to love this one. It's my reflection and yours — he said with joy as he returned to my side, and the song "Nada de nada" began to play.

The color. It was a resemblance that felt so much like— Aria. No. It was impossible. Aria had killed our baby years ago. She had looked me in the eye and told me that the child was gone. She had taken the money and walked away. Whatever this boy was, he was not mine. He was not hers. He was simply a child who had mistaken a stranger for someone else. My assistant, Daniel, stood a few feet behind me. We had been walking through the park back to the car after a last-minute site inspection nearby.

"N-no... it wasn't me! It's fake! It's Sylvie! She set me up!" She lunged for the phone, but Stefano snatched her by the throat and pinned her to the wall, his voice lethal. "Fake? You think I wouldn't know your voice? Isla, I seriously underestimated you." Isla's face flushed red as she struggled to breathe, and she pounded on his forearm. "S-Stefano… just listen to me… I-I love you… I only did it because I loved you too much…" Stefano let go, and Isla collapsed to the floor, gasping for air. "Love me? What you love is my money, my power, and the status that comes with being my wife!"

I don't waste any time asking her what happened and what the deception was. Lucero settles onto the bed and after a deep sigh, she tells me that her so-called love was engaged and that her parents were the ones who arranged for him to find the perfect girl. A total fraud... I barely get the word out before she apologizes for saying something that might make me feel bad, given my marriage... And this time, I'm the one who stops her because it could have started as a contract, but that doesn't mean it has to end in divorce. I don't want to jump the gun, this could all disappear, of course, it could be because I'm pregnant, and not on purpose, but in the meantime, I'll stick to my word of a hap

"But she has insisted on knowing the truth, so let's offer it to her." "Well, your pretty husband came over to my room. He was confessing his love for me, and he also admitted not to love you. His feelings for you were never there in the first place, he suspects you must have used a love spell on him to get yourself away from your slavery. But don't worry, we didn't talk too much about you," She smiled. "We actually had some shower games, and my night was really a thoughtful one." "Lies!" I yelled, not wanting to believe her words. "You're lying, Denver can never do such a thing to me."

You of all people should know me very well, you should know full well the fact that I am not the type that fool people I tell the f****** truth at every f****** time. And you know fully well that I will never learn to deceive you, that's why I made it known to you that I I'm not interested in you and never was interested, I was only with you all along because I haven't found true love and no one could deny that fact, True Love doesn't lays in sexuality or having sex with someone, show love lies in being able to find that one who makes your heart beat really fast, and makes your heart feels like it's about to tear apart it makes it pounds and never stop beating,