All Chapters of From Lies To Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter Sixry Two: The Last ChoiceVivian's POVPain still thumped in my body as I and Nelson rode in silence to the well-guarded mansion where the mafia elders resided. Lily's fight had embarrassed me, and my blood boiled every time I even recalled. We underplayed her, I underplayed her. She was stronger and faster, and that should not have occurred. No one from outside the mafia should be able to fight like this.Nelson, sitting beside me, was equally furious. His grip on the steering wheel was so tight that his knuckles turned white. “She humiliated you,” he muttered darkly. “And Simeon… He stood there watching, laughing. This has gone too far.”I clenched my jaw. “That’s why we’re going to the elders. They will listen. They have to.”The mafia elders occupied the highest seat in the underground society. No important decision was made without their input, and whatever they decreed, happened. If we could prove to them that Lily was a threat to the underworld of the mafia, they would

Chapter: The Road to Victory(Simeon's POV)The night was colder than usual. A bitter blast of wind blew through the open windows of my training hall, but I gave it none. My muscles ached, my breathing was heavy, and sweat dripped from my brow. Yet I would not stop. I could not stop.I hit the training dummy again, my knuckles slamming into the hard surface. Nelson. His name echoed in my mind. I would have to confront him soon in a battle that would decide everything. Whoever won would take over the other person's territory. That gave me no choice but to win.I turned, expecting to be alone, but Lily was there staring at me. She had her arms crossed and looked severe."You're pushing yourself too hard," she said.I wiped my face with my arm, sweeping away the sweat. "I have to. You know what we could lose."Lily stepped nearer. "I do. But wearing yourself out won't help."I looked at her, seeing the concern in her eyes. She had been with me throughout all of this, and I knew that she

Lily's POVTrapped Like a PreyPain burned through my wrists as I woke up, my body stiff and sore. My arms were tied behind my back, the rough rope rubbing against my skin. My ankles were also bound, so that I could not move about. The cold air came in contact with my bare flesh, and I shivered down my spine.I lifted my head, blinking in the dim light. The room was small, damp, and smelled of old wood and sweat. A single flickering lightbulb hung from the ceiling, casting grotesque shadows on the walls. My heart pounding, I looked around me. Where was I?There was a slow, mocking clap in the room."Finally awake, are we?"I jerked my head toward the voice, my eyes narrowing. Nelson. He was standing near the doorway, arms crossed, a smirk on his arrogant face.Beside him, Vivian was leaning against the wall, twirling a knife through her fingers. She was amused, as if she were watching some sort of street performance rather than standing in front of someone they'd just kidnapped.I gri

Chapter Sixty Eight: Confession NightLily's POVIt was quiet within the room, with only the soft tick of the clock caressing the air. The warmth was comforting, relaxing, and yet something inside me kept me tense. My body ached from all the wounds that I had sustained, but this was not the reason why I could not sleep.He was the reason.Simeon.Even with my eyes closed, I felt him there. I listened to his deep breathing, the small movements he made as he shifted positions in his chair. He hadn't left me since I had fainted from exhaustion hours earlier.Gradually, I opened my eyes.The lamp cast shadows on his face. His sharp features were blunted in the light, but there was something in his eyes—something deep, unreadable."You're still awake," I whispered, barely above a breath.Simeon's eyebrow rose in surprise that I was awake. "You should be sleeping."I sat up, wincing as pain ran through my ribs. "And you should be resting too," I said. "But here you are, looming over me like

Chapter Title: Stands UnshakenVivian's POVThe scent of wine and victory hung thick in the air of Nelson's lavish estate. I leaned back in my chair, swirling the red beverage in my glass as I watched Nelson across the room. He stood at the tall windows, looking out over the city like a king surveying his kingdom.A slow smile crept onto my lips. "You look like a man who's already won."Nelson half-turned, his dark eyes gleaming with victory. "That's because I have."I let out a low laugh, raising my glass. "Then I suppose this calls for a celebration."He walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink. "Simeon and Lily think they're ready. They think they've planned enough to take us down." He took a drink, his expression unreadable. "But no matter what they do, no matter how clever they think they're being…" He turned fully to face me, a sneer on his lips. "They will always fail."I slowly released a sip of my wine, savoring the taste of victory before I set my glass back down on