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DO YOU KNOW A MAN NAMED RYAN?.
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BENEATH THE LIES ALORA'S POV
001 The setting sun painted the sky in hues of amber and violet as I walked home from the supermarket. The plastic bags in my hands cut into my palms, but I barely noticed.Life with Ryan wasn’t perfect after I left my father's house, my mother begged me not to leave but I did. Ryan and i didn't have much. We scraped by on my earnings as an author, stretching every dollar, but it was enough. We were enough. We had a roof over our heads, food on the table, and love—wasn’t that what mattered?I climbed the porch steps and reached for the door, but something made me pause. A glint of black caught my eye.A pair of black heels sat by the entrance.I frowned. Those weren’t mine.My grip on the grocery bags tightened. Ryan had company, but that made no sense. He knew how I felt about unexpected guests, especially women.I pushed the door open, stepping inside. The first place my eyes landed on was the table.A pair of panties lay draped over the edge, delicate lace with tiny heart-sha
Last Updated : 2024-12-31BENEATH THE LIES ASH
002Ash was my best friend. The only friend I had after leaving my father’s house.We met at the park—heartbroken, she sat alone, crying after the man she loved dumped her for another. I consoled her, knowing all too well how it felt to lose someone you love. Ever since that day, we had been inseparable.I never thought she’d be the one to betray me like this. The one to come after my man. My Ryan.My fingers curled into fists, nails biting into my palms. Without hesitation, I walked toward her, my footsteps heavy with anger. She sat on the bed, oblivious to what was coming.The slap echoed through the room.Ash’s head snapped to the side, her dark curls shielding her face. Silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating."You of all people?" My voice trembled with fury. "You disgust me, Ash! Do you remember the day we met? When I held you as you cried over that jerk who dumped you? And now, you're after my man? Shameless!" My voice rose, thick with betrayal.She didn’t answer. Te
Last Updated : 2025-01-01BENEATH THE LIES BE MY SEX DOLL
THE NEXT MORNING 003 "It’s Ash I love. The moment I saw her, I lost interest in you. You’re just a good-for-nothing bitch." "No, Ryan. Don’t do this..." ******* I shot upright, gasping for air. My chest heaved, my hands clutching at the sheets beneath me. Cold sweat clung to my skin as I struggled to separate nightmare from reality. "Ryan can’t leave me," I whispered shakily. "He wouldn’t..." I squeezed my arm hard, nails digging into my flesh, hoping to jolt myself awake. The sharp sting spread through my nerves like wildfire. It wasn’t a dream. It was real. It all happened. The betrayal. The fall. The car. A beeping sound filled my ears, its rhythmic pulse anchoring me to the present. Slowly, I turned my head. The sterile white walls, the faint antiseptic scent, the oxygen mask pressing against my face—it all confirmed what I feared. I was in a hospital. A deep chill settled in my bones, making me shudder. The IV tugged at my arm with every small movement. The soft co
Last Updated : 2025-01-01BENEATH THE LIES CLOSED
004 My breath caught in my throat, the words echoing in my ears. “Excuse me?” I managed to whisper, my voice barely audible. “You heard me,” Stanley said, his tone oozing with confidence, his lips curling into a smirk. “You want to work for me? Then prove your worth. Show me what makes you indispensable.” My hands trembled as I clutched the phone. His words were calculated, laced with arrogance, and it threw me off balance. I had expected something else, not this unnerving proposition. When I didn’t respond, he chuckled—a low, knowing sound. “Cat got your tongue? Or are you rethinking that desperate declaration of ‘anything’? I thought you were serious.” Tears stung my eyes, but I swallowed them back. His composed yet biting words were harder to endure than outright cruelty. I clenched my jaw, humiliation searing through me. “Well?” he prompted, his tone sharp yet disturbingly calm. “The clock’s ticking. If you can’t handle this conversation, you’re already wasting my time.
Last Updated : 2025-01-26BENEATH THE LIES YOU'RE NOT WORTH MY TOUCH.
005 After speaking he slammed the door on my face. Tears stung my eyes as I stood frozen at the door, my heart heavy with doubt and fear. For a brief moment, I wanted to turn around and walk away, but where could I go? I had no place left to turn. No home. No safety. Just the cold streets waiting for me if I left here. I felt a sharp, biting pang in my chest as the thought crossed my mind: Maybe I should beg. But then, I shook my head violently. Begging Stanley again? I couldn’t. My pride, as small as it was, told me it would be too humiliating. But deep down, I knew that if I didn’t, I would have nothing. No future. No way forward. Survival, I reminded myself. To survive, I needed to put my pride aside, to face whatever humiliation came with it. My heart pounded in my chest as I slowly, painfully, raised my fist and banged on the door again, louder this time. Knock. Knock. Knock. I waited, but the seconds dragged by in agonizing silence. No answer. A lump formed in my throa
Last Updated : 2025-01-31BENEATH THE LIES A MAID.
006Stanley turned abruptly, his piercing gaze locking onto me where I still sat on the cold, tiled floor. His voice dripped with disdain as he sneered, “Did you not hear me?” The harshness in his tone snapped me out of my spiraling thoughts, yanking me back into the unforgiving reality of the moment. My heart clenched as I hastily wiped away the tears that had pooled in my eyes, using the back of my palms to erase any evidence of weakness. Shakily, I stood, my legs threatening to give way under the weight of my humiliation. Without another word, Stanley spun on his heel and marched toward the door. I followed silently, my footsteps hesitant as I trailed behind him. Each step felt heavy, the air between us thick with tension. He led me through the grand hallways, past expensive art and pristine furniture that spoke volumes of his wealth and power, until we arrived at the kitchen. The room was nothing short of breathtaking—opulent and pristine, with gleaming marble countertops, g
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007“This is your room,” the maid said as we arrived at a door. She twisted the doorknob, and we both walked inside. Once we entered, my mouth dropped in awe, but I quickly closed it. Everything in the room screamed wealth, from the floors to the walls. “Are you sure this is my room?” I asked the maid again. She smiled knowingly, seeing the shock on my face. “Yes, this is your room,” she replied. “Mr. Stanley asked for this room to be prepared especially for you.” “Wow, it’s beautiful,” I said, and the maid couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yes, it is. Mr. Stanley has great taste. For now, I’ll leave you to settle in. And don’t forget—if you need any help or support, you can always call out to me, okay?” I nodded, still taking in the grandeur of the room. This doesn’t look like a maid’s room, I thought. This looks like a princess’s room. It was way bigger than the house Ryan and I lived in—until I was betrayed and stabbed in the back. I walked toward the bed and brushed my
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008 Just then, I became tense. I could feel the hairs on my hands standing on end. With all the strength I could muster, I pushed the figure in front of me and turned to run away. Once I got outside, I closed the door and ran down the hallway. When I saw that I had reached a safe distance from the room, I paused to catch my breath. “Who was that?” I asked myself. The voice wasn’t Stanley’s—I remembered his voice, and he didn’t sound like that. That voice belonged to someone else, I knew it for sure. Just as I began sprinting again on my way back to my own room, my eyes locked onto a door—I had finally found what I was searching for. The name was boldly displayed at the top of the door: Candy. “Could this be her room?” I thought. Without hesitation, I walked toward the door and knocked. After the first knock, there was no reply on the other side. I knocked again, this time harder; still, no response. Just as I was about to knock for the third time, the door swung open—and beh
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BENEATH THE LIES DO YOU KNOW A MAN NAMED RYAN?.
041I stared at him, wondering why he was suddenly asking about my past. My heart raced, my palms damp with sweat. There’s no way I could mention Ryan to him. I couldn’t. Just the thought alone made my chest tighten with anxiety. I shifted a little from him on the bed, acting like I was scared of telling him anything. Maybe he’d back off if I looked uneasy.“My past… it’s…” I began, my voice faltering. “Drake, it’s not something I like talking about. It’s really painful. I can’t.”“Hey, hey, it’s okay. It’s okay,” he said gently, moving closer. “You can trust me.”His voice was low, soft, comforting. It made my heart ache. He tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, his eyes full of understanding. “Tell me your past, Ash. We’ve all gone through painful things in life, but you can share them with me. I mean, I’m your boyfriend.”I stared at him, tense, my body rigid. I didn’t know what to do at this point. I couldn’t risk the truth. Not now. I let out a deep breath and gulped, forc
BENEATH THE LIES I WANT YOU TO TELL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR PAST
040“What is it, Ash?” Drake asked as he walked towards me.I quickly switched off my phone. “It's nothing, Drake. Let’s… get back to where we were,” I said as I sent my finger running down his chest.At this point, his dick was already painfully hard again, veins pulsing like it had a mind of its own. The hunger in his eyes made my breath hitch. I reached for it, wrapping my fingers around its thick length, feeling the heat burn against my skin. With a smirk, I dragged him toward the bed."Get on," I commanded, but he didn’t resist. He let me take control—at least for a moment.Once we reached the bed, I shoved him down and straddled his lap. My fingers traced a slow, tantalizing path down his chest, making him groan. I watched his muscles tighten beneath my touch. Then, without breaking eye contact, I lowered myself onto his dick, inch by thick inch.A hiss escaped his lips as I seated him fully inside me. The stretch was delicious, intense, and it made my toes curl.I started slow—
BENEATH THE LIES TAME THIS TIGRESS.
039“Oh, um, we haven’t quite figured that out yet,” Stanley said with a smile. “But eventually, we will. Once we’ve picked a date for the wedding we'll let you know.”His mom smiled in return. “I’ll be expecting it,” she said.I lowered my gaze to the butter on the table.Stanley wasn’t a bad person after all. At least he loved his mom.Ashes' POVLater that night, Drake’s car pulled up outside my house. I spotted him from my bedroom window and rushed downstairs to meet him.The butlers opened the doors before I even reached them. Drake stood there, holding the gifts he brought for me, and just the sight of him made my body buzz. God, he looked fine.Drake wasn’t just any boyfriend. He was the perfect man. Tall, sexy, thoughtful. And best of all, he understood me—he was an actor too, so we shared the same world. He gave me his full attention when I spoke, spoiled me like a queen, and made me feel like the only woman alive.He was the only one I’d let in since my mom passed. We met tw
BENEATH THE LIES DATE?.
038As Stanley knelt before me, a heavy silence seemed to fall over the room. His leg was bent at an awkward angle, and his hand stretched forward, presenting the diamond ring with an air of uncertainty. My gaze flicked to his mother, whose mouth hung open in sheer excitement. Her joy was contagious, radiating like a beacon in the room. But, for some reason, I couldn’t shake the unease gnawing at my insides. This was all an act, yet the weight of the moment felt too real. I gulped, trying to steady my breathing. You got this, Alora, I whispered to myself. Just act natural. Pretend it’s real. Without missing a beat, I covered my mouth, letting out a soft gasp. “Oh my God, Stanley,” I exclaimed, my voice trembling with the right amount of surprise. I took a small step forward, my cheeks flushing crimson, feigning the deep, overwhelming emotion that was supposed to be there. “I’ve always waited for this day, Stanley,” I said, my voice quivering with fake excitement. “The day you’d put
BENEATH THE LIES HE WON'T WALK AWAY.
037 I stared at him, my heart pounding like a drum. What does he want from me now? I thought bitterly. As if he hadn’t already made my life a living hell. I had a career to face, a fresh start, and I was determined not to let anything—or anyone—stand in my way, but here he was standing in front of me plotting on how to destroy the life I now want to face. “What do you want, Detective Clark?” I asked coldly, my voice stripped of emotion. He shrugged casually. “Came to watch you perform. Just like you always have. Something wrong with that?” “Cut the riddles. Go straight to the point. Why are you really here?” I snapped, narrowing my eyes. He stepped closer, his face unreadable. “Like I said, I came to watch you. And to remind you—I’ll be watching you for a very long time, I'll make sure I have every detail of everything you do and everywhere you visit and I'll make sure you're exposed.” I clenched my jaw. “No case has ever been taken away from me, Ash. But you—you made t
BENEATH THE LIES HELLO ASH
036ASH'S POV"Ash!" The director’s voice sliced through the silence, snapping me out of the fog clouding my mind.My eyes blinked rapidly as the cheers died down, all eyes on me, the girl who'd just ruined a flawless scene with a misplaced bite. Drake looked at me, confused and slightly concerned."What just happened?" the director asked, adjusting his glasses. "You were doing great and then—""I... I’m sorry," I cut in quickly, pushing strands of hair out of my face and faking a confident smile. "I lost focus for a second. I'd like to do it again. Please. Just one more take."He looked at me long and hard, then at the casting team. A brief pause."Fine," he said at last. "One more shot. Make it count."Drake gave me a reassuring nod. I tried to ignore the chill crawling up my spine as I took my place again, but it wasn’t easy. My eyes involuntarily scanned the crowd. Clark was gone. Like he was never there. But I knew what I'd seen—his grin, his cane, that goddamn hat."Action!"The
BENEATH THE LIES SURPRISE!!!
035I stared at her—those eyes, always convincing, always pretending to mean well. But I wasn’t like her. I couldn’t be like her. I wouldn’t.Without another word, I grabbed her hand.“What are you doing, Charles?” Chloe gasped, her eyes wide in shock. She thought she had wrapped me around her little finger, thought she’d successfully manipulated me. But I was about to prove her very, very wrong.“What I should’ve done a long time ago,” I snapped coldly.Without hesitation, I yanked her out of the room and shoved her backward into the hallway. She stumbled slightly, her mouth falling open.“I won’t bow to your demands, Chloe! You’re mentally unstable. And the next time you try to poison my mind with your delusions, I won’t hesitate to have you thrown out of this house.”Her mouth twitched as if she was about to protest, but I slammed the door in her face before she could utter a word. The loud bang echoed like a war drum in my chest. I leaned back against the door, my fists clenched.
BENEATH THE LIES ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP SITTING HERE LIKE A POWERLESS PUSSY, OR TAKE IT TO BUSINESS, LIKE ME?
034CHARLES' POVI stared at the scene unfolding before me, my fingers tightening around the edge of the table. My jaw locked, chest heaving. I couldn't take it anymore."What?" I said aloud, louder than I meant to—but I didn’t care. The words flew out like a bullet. My voice sliced through the silence in the room, making everyone turn.Stanley didn’t even blink. My own friend. My so-called friend, standing there with a damn ring box, proposing to the one woman who made my heart race.He said it was all an act.An act?This—this was too far.Alora was only supposed to pose as his fiancée. Just for appearances. Just until his mother left. That was the deal. That was the line.And now he was crossing it. Publicly. Boldly. Like none of it mattered.“Is there anything wrong, Charles?” Stanley’s mother asked, her voice coated in concern, but it was laced with the kind of judgment that sliced deeper than kindness ever could.All eyes were on me. Burning. Questioning.I swallowed. My fists c
BENEATH THE LIES WILL YOU MARRY ME.
033I placed a hand to my head as I recalled the events of last night—the heat between Stanley and me, the way my hands roamed his chest, the burning tension that crackled between us like a live wire. My heart pounded at the memory. I had lost control, completely. I didn’t even recognize myself.I can't keep up with this, I whispered to myself, a wave of shame creeping in.I turned toward him, still lying in bed beside me, his bare chest rising and falling steadily. The calm on his face irritated me. How could he be so unbothered?"I'm done," I said, my voice firm. "I can't do this anymore."Stanley's eyes fluttered open. “Alora, wait. Think things through.”"Think what through?" I snapped, sitting up. "Look at you. You’re not even wearing a shirt—and me? Only God knows what I did last night. I can’t even remember it all clearly.”He sat up, running a hand through his messy hair. "I know we were out of control," he said gently, “but you can’t just walk away. You signed the contract.”
