The Spanish Love Deception Novels & Stories

“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?

he spoke, lightly tapping on her tear stained cheeks. “You don't want to believe that your love has deceived you,” he grinned, turning more barbaric. His choice of words ached her soul. He was confessing such brutal things to her with no shame or guilt. He was not looking guilty to confess that he had broken her soul with his betrayal and it hurt her beyond her endurance. “Then ask yourself whether Armando Zelvasco has deceived Flora Alfanso by showing himself as Easton Marzel in front of her or……she paused and thrusted her face closer to his. She gazed into his light cerulean orbs with nothing but pain and pain.

"The lucky man who has your heart " The wine glass slipped from my hand, I took a step back from him "what are you talking about. ??" I was panicking, he knows, what if his father knew about it. he again came closer hugging me tightly , I tried to push him away but he is too strong ."don't worry you can tell me anything thing I will help you , I won't tell your father anything just open up , if you are worrying about how I am knowing this then you don't have to cause, your eyes tell everything , I can tell that you have been forced to marry me its ok , it not like I don't want to marry you but I don't want to spoiled your life , I will help you to get back to him . " he spoke calmly. I was

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

This went from one last attempt to get her off and get her out, to me knowing that was a lost cause. The inner conflict within me grows with each pump of my fingers, as I feel Esmeralda's body getting tighter and wetter. I know I shouldn't be doing this, but her spell has bewitched me and I can't resist. I want to slide inside her, to feel her warmth and pleasure, but I know it's wrong. I'm not good for her, she deserves someone better, someone who can give her the love and commitment she deserves. Not going to even think about where the fuck that came from. Yet, my desire for her consumes me, and I can't stop. I know what I should do, I should stop and send her away. I should put her in a c

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 looked away and insisted, “We will divorce! End of discussion." "Alora Eunice, let's talk." "No! It is very obvious that you dearly love each other. You're just denying it because you're tied to me! I know how you love Athalia Martin and I don't want..." And now, I am crying in front of him. "Just let me give you your freedom to love her, Mr. De Herrera." "Please... Alora Eunice," I felt his heavy breathing. "Stop this madness. We're married and I—"

Because she was going to work for me as well as with her father and I used devious means to make it happen, I realized I had made a mistake, I had hurt her, but I also wanted her to work with me, so after our talk, I went to Paris to have this custom made for her. “You are right Isabella, even if you marry me, even if you're Mrs Deluca, you will always remain a Mariano,” I say softly unclipping the neckpiece and she immediately turns around. “Even if you work for me,” I clip it in turning her around and her eyes meet with mine, sweet and perfect, my heart pumps in my chest slightly, my fingers brush her hair to the side and at this moment realize I might have fallen in love with my debt wife

Santi said flatly. “No! That’s a lie! My grandfather would never do that!” “But he did.” Uno moved closer to her, his gaze unwavering. He gripped her chin tightly, making her wince. Terror flooded her face as she met his emotionless eyes. “You tried to kill me… and because of that, I almost lost my wife.” “B-but she’s not your real wife—you know it’s just a contract! I hate that you chose her to play pretend with you when I could have done it so much better, Juaquin. I could be a good wife to you—”