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"He wants to speak to you." "Honey, what's wrong?" Lucas's voice was filled with worry. "Why do you need to withdraw such a large amount of money?" Eleanor felt tears welling up, but she knew she couldn't tell Lucas the truth. "My mom is sick, Lucas," she lied, her voice breaking. "She needs urgent surgery." "Okay, I'm on my way." "No! There's no need for that, Lucas. I can manage. Thank you," she insisted, her voice shaky.

she said. “She has your face.” “She has my blood. That’s not the same.” Dimitri leaned in. “You never mentioned a twin.” Isadora’s jaw set. “Because she was irrelevant.” Then, quieter. “Until now.” Emilia’s breath hitched. She was about to step forward when Luca’s hand came down gently on her arm. Not yet. Not until they were ready to be seen. So they stood in the shadows for one more breath, listening to the unraveling of a lie five years in the making.

And she didn’t waste time. The second Aleksander came back, she ran her mouth. Told him her version. Full of lies. Full of poison. She added things that didn’t happen. Twisted the rest. Made it sound ugly. I could tell something was off the moment Aleksander stepped into the house. The way he looked at me. Like I had betrayed him. Like I was nothing. He didn’t come to me first. He went straight to Alf. No words. Just a blow. Right to his jaw.

Rhea Morreti, the female lead and the daughter of a Sicilian gang member; was meant to be a silent spy and was planted in the Vitale family to dismantle them from within, under the guise of an arranged marriage with Adriano Vitale, the son of a rival gang leader. But when her own brother, Dante, exposes her to further his own agenda, she becomes the scapegoat for a war she never planned to fight alone. Marked for execution, she barely escapes with her life—only to return stronger, deadlier, and carrying a secret that could shake the very foundation of their world. Even though Adriano Vitale never wanted the marriage, he didn’t want Rhea dead, especially since they had fallen for each other.

I was very grateful, so I always gave him a nice cup of coffee to express my gratitude. I frowned at an article in the paper with a blurry picture of a shaggy blonde man with his head down. Man arrested in Deephaven, Minnesota for distribution of cocaine from his home. His name has not been disclosed yet as the arrest has taken place this morning, but his girlfriend claims that it had been going on for years. There was a picture of a woman. The same woman who I saw yesterday. She was lying. I skipped to the last part of the article, ignoring what she'd said. Lies. She was spouting lies.

I rolled my eyes, "I don't believe you, jerk. You're powerless." He rushed forward, hands wrapping around my throat. He bared his teeth at me, "I showed you the videos, and trust me, I have copies. So unless you want me to share our sex tape to your new husband and every bloody person in the mafia, you'll do as I say." Holy shit. "And we both know what Roman will do to you once he finds out you're not the innocent bride he was promised." I shrugged his hands off me, glaring at him, "Fine, I'll play your stupid games." I tried to act unaffected on the outside, but on the inside my stomach was tumbling.

“That evil snake! That lying witch! Look how she twisted everything! Ares sure put her to this.” Tessa sat frozen, her wide eyes locked on the screen even though the interview had already cut to another program. Her chest rose and fell as though she’d been running, her hands trembling in her lap. “It’s… it’s not entirely a lie,” she whispered hoarsely, her throat dry. Ayisha spun on her, stunned. “What?” Tessa’s gaze lowered, shame coating her voice. “Not everything she said was false. But ninety percent…ninety percent is nothing but poison she twisted to fit her story.”

“You think you can destroy us with lies dressed as morality? You think the world will side with you? No, Ponce. You underestimate me. You underestimate us.” The boardroom fell into suffocating silence, every eye locked on Andres. Ponce’s smirk faltered, just slightly, as if sensing that Andres had more cards to play. Andres leaned forward again, his eyes unwavering. “You’re so sure of yourself, Ponce. Then let’s deal with facts.” He slid a folder across the table. Inside was a document — a marriage certificate filed in Hong Kong. Celia and Jaime’s marriage, legitimate and binding. Ponce laughed, his voice echoing in the room. “See? I was right. Their marriage is real. Which makes you and Ain

“That was your mistake, not mine. Trust is for fools, Emilia. And you were the biggest fool of all.” Emilia felt her heart shatter into a thousand pieces as she grabbed the divorce papers from Jason's hand. It wasn't just her heart breaking. It was everything she believed in. Love, friendship, trust. All of it was lies. Her fingers were trembling so badly that she could barely hold the pen. But she signed her name at the bottom of each page. “Good girl,” Jason said, taking the papers back. “Now get out of my house.” “Your house?” Emilia looked up at him. “My parents bought this house. They—”

“Respectable? My name is in dirt, Alex… well thanks to Veronica, i wouldn’t even be talking about a failed marriage. Everyone saw me disgraced at the wedding. They’ll laugh the moment you stand next to me.” “They’ll laugh,” he agreed, his voice was calm. “Until they realize the woman who walked away from Eric Wilson is now married to his elder brother, the one who actually holds the reins of the family empire. Then they’ll stop laughing and start wondering how powerful you must be to stand beside me.” My stomach churned. His logic was ice-cold, every word cut through my pride. And the worst part was that it almost made sense. I wrapped my arms around myself, shaking my head. “You’re insane