Misha thinks Soren is the perfect boyfriend-material. He is utterly handsome, kind, and helpful even to strangers. And he even comes with a bonus: he’s a billionaire. But Soren’s own family are saying otherwise. They are telling everyone that Soren is a drug addict, a sex addict, a kleptomaniac and an incorrigible liar. And Misha’s family seem to believe all those wicked rumors about Soren and they want her to steer clear of him. Misha’s mind is telling her to run away from Soren and avoid him but her heart is telling her to run towards him and stay with him. Who to believe? What to believe?
View MoreSOREN SHOOK HIS HEAD as the elevator door opened. What was he thinking making love with Misha? They went here in this hotel so they could avoid the flood. They wouldn’t even need a bed as they could spend the next hours sitting on a couch waiting for the rain to stop.Or maybe, he could ask Misha to reveal to him her secret—if her secret was huge, it surely would take hours for him to process it and the rain and the flood would have long been gone by the time.“Do we really need to get a room?” Misha asked him while they were walking at the hallway. “We can just stay at the coffee shop.”“We can’t stay there for three to four hours,” he said. “The owner might think we’re up to something,” he joked.“Then, we transfer to another restaurant.”“I didn’t think of that,” he said. “But too late for now, we already have a room.” He stopped in front of a room. “Okay, here it is,” he said and opened it with the key card. He stepped inside with Misha walking behind her.It was just a single ro
“YOU HAVE A secret,” Soren said, his tongue pushing, forcing those words out of his mouth.“I do,” Misha said bashfully, her face threatening to redden.And what secret could that be? If Soren would take into consideration the conversation he just had with Ellis, he should already have an idea what that secret might be, and he vacillated on whether he would allow Misha to reveal it to him, or that they should just proceed with his proposal. If that was Misha’s secret, he really didn’t need to know about it or confirm it—he’d still marry her and bury that secret in the past. A dozen dark secrets from her would not hinder him from marrying her, but if divulging it to him would make her breathe easier, he was ready to listen to her.“What is it?” he asked and held his breath.“It’s embarrassing,” she said.He swallowed an imaginary lump in his throat.“You look nervous,” she noticed and chuckled.He chuckled, too. “It’s because don’t know what secret you’re going to tell me,” he said and
“WHAT?” SOREN ASKED, although he clearly heard what Ellis said. He was thinking that he just used the wrong word.Rape?That word would never crop out in a conversation about Misha.“Somebody asked me if I know that Misha was allegedly raped in the past.”“Are you serious?”“So you didn’t know?”“I didn’t,” he said.“But is it true?” Ellis asked, he paused and then he added, “You don’t have to answer it.”“No, I will answer it,” Soren said, he wasn’t sure if he’d be amused or annoyed or would be angry. “It’s not true.” If something like that had happened to Misha, he was sure she would tell him about it. “Who told you about it?”“It doesn’t really matter, he only read it on social media, so it’s just a rumor, which is possibly not true,” Ellis said. “I can give you the link if you want.”“Please do,” he said.“I’ll send it to you later. Is Misha aware of it? That some people are spreading nasty rumors against her?’“I don’t think so,” Soren said. “She’s with me right now. If she’s awa
SOREN LOOKED STRAIGHT into Kayla’s eyes and she didn’t blink, and there was no denying that he could sense sincerity in her words—and it was blowing his mind. He had always thought that the word sincerity was never in her vocabulary. “You want to go Misha’s house and talk to her parents and convince them that all these rumors against me were all baseless?” he asked her just to make things really clear.“Yes,” she answered without hesitation.He smiled wryly. “I don’t think that’s possible,” he said.“What’s not possible?”“Them letting you inside their house.”“Even when my intentions are good?”“Even when your intentions will save the world from all evil things,” he said matter-of-factly. “Her father might choke you… I mean, well, he might not, I mean, he won’t, because that would send him to jail, but I’m just trying to illustrate how angry he is with you and I’m sure he’d do something that will show the magnitude of his anger towards you, not just in a physical way. And her mother
“Kayla and Brix?” Misha repeated what Soren said. “The Kayla and Brix?”“Yes, the infamous duo,” he answered. “They’re already at the living room as we speak.”“What do they want?” she asked, her voice sounding alarmed.“I haven’t spoken to them but neither looked combative.”They’re treacherous,” she said. “They would look calm in front of you, say nice things, so they will drop your guard down and then they will put out their knives and attack you.”“Wow,” he muttered. “That’s… that’s imaginative.”“I mean, why would Brix go there if they mean no harm? Brix is her attack dog. If Kayla wants just some conversation, she would go alone. If she wants someone punched, he’d bring Brix along.”‘I don’t know,” he said. “I will talk to them.”“Maybe you should call the police first.”“He chuckled. “They haven’t done any crime, Misha.”“But I suspect that they will.”“If they mean to harm me, why would Kayla go with Brix?” he said. “Brix can do the job alone, there’s no need to incriminate he
“Hello.”Misha wanted to smile the moment she heard Soren’s voice from the other line. It was just one word, and still it was enough to convey massive amount of loneliness and frustration. His past “hellos” to her calls used to happily jump into her ear and dance inside it; now it just sounded sad, like it wanted to just curl up inside her ear and sob .“Hi, are you still driving?” she asked him.“No, I’m home.”“And Cindy?”“I dropped her off at a mall.”“How was she?”“Disappointed,” he said. “But she really wanted to help, so she’s planning to talk to Vera, maybe, Vera talking to your parents would do some good. At least, everything she’d say about working for Kayla wouldn’t be hearsay, and she might have really incriminating evidence.”“Yes,” she agreed, “that would be good.”“So,” he breathed hard, “what’s the verdict?’ Are you calling me to say we should call it quits for real this time? Would this be our last conversation?”And Misha thought she would never be this happy hearin
Misha’s father took the phone from his wife’s hands and looked at the screen.Misha watched her father’s expression become grimmer by the second. And after a minute, he returned the phone to Ruth and glared at Soren, who looked helpless at the moment, like a defendant in a court waiting if the judge would set him free or give him a life sentence. Worse, Soren didn’t know what his crime was. Misha grabbed the phone from Ruth and looked at the screen: YouTube was splashed on it and there was a video which thumbnail was of a man who resembled Soren. No, it was indeed Soren. She clicked Play and watched it. “Get out of my house!” her father ordered Soren, his voice firm.Soren stood up and looked at Misha. “What is it?” he asked her.Cindy stood beside Soren.Misha stood up, grabbed Soren’s hand and pulled him. “It’s a video of you making a punching bag out of another man,” she told him softly while she was leading him to the door, still holding his hand while her other hand held Ruth’s
SOREN HAD ANTICIPATED that Cindy might change her mind and that he shouldn’t leave her even for a one second, it was just that he couldn’t, for the life of him, reject or delay Misha’s phone call. If somebody else was calling, he wouldn’t even touch his phone and just let it ring or reject it outright.He was reaching for his phone in his pocket, thinking of trying to see if he had someone in his contacts that might have Cindy’s phone number, while re-entering his shop. He got his phone out and was about to put it on his ear when he saw someone approaching a table—Cindy. She sat back at the table, noticed him and smiled at him.He walked briskly towards her. “I thought you left,” he said as he sat in front of her.“I just went to the rest room,” she said.“Yeah, of course,” he said, smiling and feeling relieved, like a mountain had been dislodged off his chest. He exhaled lightly and said, as casual as he could, “I want you to come with me.”And there was an immediate apprehension on
“WHY WOULD KAYLA want my photos?” Soren asked Cindy.“Not just any photos,” she answered. “Kayla wants sensitive ones, like a girl kissing you.”“Like when you kissed me?” he asked, his voice sombre.And she blushed immensely. “Yes,” she said. “Kayla wants some photos that will show you that you’re not nice.”“So you’re also working for Kayla?”“No,” she quickly denied, fidgeting. “It was Vera who dared me to kiss you. I didn’t know then that she was working for Kayla, I swear. She knew you’re one of my crushes… she said she’d treat me… take to a bar if I’d do it… I’m so sorry about that.” She reached for her pocket. ‘I have pictures when we were in the bar that day on my phone, me and Vera… I can show it to you…”Soren’s phone rang while she still was reaching for her phone.He reluctantly picked his phone from his pocket. But his eyes widened as he saw who was calling him—it was Misha.He immediately stood up, signalling at Cindy with his hand for her to stay at her seat—tio which s
MISHA SLOWED HER car down. Two ladies— the taller one seemed to be in her early thirties and wearing a blouse and pants while the other one seemed to be around nine or ten wearing a shirt and skirt— were walking in front of her, around twenty meters away from her. They were almost promenading at the middle of the street like they were in a park with the child veering towards the middle of the street every now and then, playfully dragging the older one with her. The older one, probably whenever she remembered they were in a street where fast-moving vehicles could suddenly appear, would responsibly pull the child towards the side of the street. But the child, after a while, would then drag her to the center again. The narrow side street they were in only had two lanes, wide enough for two small vehicles going the opposite directions but too narrow for three cars. All around them were residential houses, and since it was past eleven in the evening, the road was almost abandoned.Misha ...
The Rumors Are True by RN Danz is a contemporary romance novel. Misha finds Soren, the ideal boyfriend. He is attractive, kind, rich, and helpful. However, his family negates his reputation. They accuse him of drug and sex addiction, a liar, and a kleptomaniac. It led her family to see Soren in a bad light. They do not want him for her. Misha tries to forget about Soren. But her heart is yearning for him. Will she give him a chance and risk experiencing heartbreak? Or will this be one of the best decisions Misha has ever made?
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