True Story Behind Vows Of Deception Novels & Stories

"Why should I suffer after being cheated on? Is it really enough for me to just let her leave empty-handed? Maybe that's just what they want so that they could play happy family while I lose everything. If that happens, I will lose both my pride and money." With that thought in mind, I pulled over and bought three packs of the abortion medicine. The man said they were disguised as regular prenatal supplements but had subtle counteracting properties. Even professionals wouldn't be able to tell if anything was wrong with it. Plus, it would be impossible to detect something wrong with the medicine since the effect was slow. When I got home, Vicky was lounging on the sofa in a silk dress. She wa

“Important” I waved my arm dismissively at him, hoping my face screamed at him to get out and leave me be. My eyes caught the agreement, and I looked down to pay attention to it for once. Marriage Certificate. Colour me surprised—but not really. I saw this coming. Mr Alkings is putting his daughter up for marriage for a monetary exchange. I should have known the man had that bone in him. He puts up a front that deceives people, not me, though; you can’t deceive a deceiver. When he worked back then for me, it was solely business, at least for me. It would not take a dumb person to figure out that he is in heavy debt and is selling his daughter out. This is wrong. It should feel wrong. For a s

Even then, I still forced myself to keep it low so I wouldn't frighten the baby. "What he needs is a life without betrayal or deception! And what can you give him, Raimondo? A world full of women like Anna surrounding you? Endless family wars and dirty power games?" Raimondo looked like he had been struck by the truth. He staggered back half a step, agony surging visibly in his eyes. "I won't… I won't do it again, Cassia. I swear on my life—" I cut him off with a short, bitter laugh. "You swear? Did you forget? On our tenth anniversary, you were kissing me while flirting with Anna in Italese. Your vow is the cheapest thing in this world, Raimondo."

Everything he had done in the dark was now exposed to the light of day. "Victoria, I know I've wronged you these past three years. I shouldn't have lied to you, but you have to trust me when I say I've long fallen for you and I love you…" he started, but I cut him off. "You think I would still believe you?" I asked, my voice trembling with contempt. "To be loved by you—it's an insult!" The mechanic's wife handed over the video, an irrefutable piece of evidence. And the transfer records further confirmed the financial exchanges between Zach and Kayla.

I had just canceled all the banquet arrangements and hadn't had time to inform our parents. My wife-to-be, Rhiannon Tate, came back right at that moment. She had just given birth, so she looked a bit weak. But as soon as she opened the door, she started berating me! "Have you deleted the comments? You're making Lionel look bad, do you know that?" she barked. Then, she walked over to me and leaned in slightly. My expression turned terrifyingly dark. My fiancée had lied about going abroad to study and secretly gave birth to Lionel Devine's baby. Lionel was her childhood sweetheart.

Though the marriage was based on a contract, she felt she was the only woman in his life. She didn't regret revealing the truth earlier. “Olivia is even more beautiful than me, Stephen. Congratulations, you have finally gotten what you wanted”. Stephen’s grinding teeth could be heard clearly as he sat up and put Rosy up as well. “Mrs Johnson, you haven't forgotten, have You? We still have six months until our agreement is up”. Rosy couldn't believe it . “Are you willing to let Olivia be your mistress?”. Of course, She hadn't forgotten that their marriage was a contract,a tool Stephen used to cure his urge and make his manhood stand.

The embodiment of disdain. I knew his reputation. Cold, brilliant, ruthless. I had memorized it in boardroom dossiers, not love letters. Our families claimed it was fate. Two empires, one union. But... I knew better. It was a strategy. We were to marry to fulfill a clause buried beneath generations of wealth, something about inheritance, conditions, and influence. I didn't even remember the exact phrasing. Only the outcome. No love. No choice. No escape. The priest began the vows. His voice echoed too loudly in the gilded room.

That the way he watched me walk toward him meant something more than duty and contracts and mergers. Then reality crashed back. I was Elena pretending to be Vivian, walking toward a marriage built on lies. And the man waiting for me at the altar had no idea his bride was about to break his trust before they even said their vows.

I looked at her, recognizing the sincerity in her eyes. “It was a long and painful process of uncovering the truth,” I replied, my voice steady. “We had suspicions, and we followed leads, digging deeper until we could no longer deny the evidence. It was not a discovery I made lightly, and it has torn at the very fabric of my family.” “But why the fake marriage, Nathan?” a male reporter called out, his camera lens trained on me. “Wasn’t there another way to expose the traitors?” “The fake marriage was a necessary deception,” I answered, my voice firm. “We needed to gain trust in order for me to be taken seriously as an Alpha. It was a strategy that allowed us to get close to those who were be

That boy that had dimples, a genuine smile, and laughter that once lit up rooms. But that boy was gone now. This man in front of me was nothing but rot. I straightened my spine, grounding myself against the wall and stared directly into his deception, refusing to let myself be pulled into his trap. “I’m not married,” he suddenly blurted, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “The officiant’s license was expired. The whole thing is null and void.” He sighed dramatically, like confessing a painful truth. “Chloe thinks she can fuck me over and still win in the end? She needs to think again.”