WARNING! MATURE CONTENT! This book is rated 18+ "Oh, my goodness! That was amazing. I love your voice, and specifically your big dick. You must be hot in bed..." she said, pulling him close to her sharp pointing nipples. "Are you kidding me? Oh, no! Probably, I'm too hot to handle. Do you think we are perfect match?" he asked, pressing her breast on his bulging chest. He had muscles, and that made his romantic. She kissed him passionately, and sighed. "Are you ready to enter my dark side? Don't be lured by my hot looks. I think I'm nothing perfect compared to you. I'm not perfect for you darling. I'm embarrassed of myself..." "Enough of your void words sweetheart. None is perfect, neither me! Everyone got secrets and lies. Don't judge by what you see. Welcome to my dark side as well. Let's find light..." he said, kissing her sweet lips. She retrenched and smiled broadly exposing her pure white teeth. "Have you forgotten that Mathews is mine?" asked Rita interrupting their conversation. "Will you marry me?" asked Mathews, trembling. His voice was nervous. "No! I won't..."
~***PERFECT LIES***~
(By Anderson Musyoki)
~*****PROLOGUE*****~
"Oh, my goodness! That was spectacular. I love your voice, and specifically, your big dick. You must be hot in bed..." Brenda said, pulling him close to her sharp pointing nipples.
"Are you kidding me? Oh, no! Probably, I'm too hot to handle. Do you think we are a perfect match?" he asked, pressing her breast on his bulging chest. He had muscles, and that made his romantic. She kissed him passionately, and sighed.
"Are you ready to enter my dark side? Don't be lured by my hot looks. I think I'm nothing perfect compared to you. I'm not perfect for you, darling. Furthermore, I'm embarrassed of myself..."
"Enough of your void words' sweetheart. None is perfect, neither me. Everyone got secrets and lies. Don't judge by what you see. Welcome to my dark side as well. Let's find light..." he said, kissing her sweet lips. She retrenched and smiled broadly, exposing her pure white teeth.
"Will you marry me?" asked Mathews
"No. I won't..."
Two Months Earlier...
Chapter 1. The Ideal Match
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Love, that word. Everyone feels a passionate burning for it. It burns in every corner of the city and the streets too. Happiness is something we all desire, but it is not guaranteed. Happiness most likely won't last forever. People go through pain to love, but you have to go through it to experience ecstasy. Pain and love are twins! Trust me, you can't avoid both sides. I adore it when people look for true love where it is nonexistent. Are you positive that there is such a thing as love, psychologically speaking? The same is true for me. Finding and managing love are difficult tasks to indulge into. Love and passion are inevitable as long as our bodies dominate. I adore the intertextual chemistry between love, passion, and lust. Love also makes one blind, but is love truly blind? I can't guarantee that, you will have to believe me.
Standpoint: Devi;
When he first saw the magnificence within the apartment, he was overjoyed as he entered. Wow! It must have been something brand new to him. Our body's deadliest enemy is our eyes. As far as passion and desires are concerned, the body is our greatest burden. He was dressed in a blue shirt and short sports shorts, red. He didn't button his shirt, so it appeared that his chest was exposed for everyone one to see, especially ladies. It was blown sideways by the breeze, revealing his toned chest. Honestly, he seemed attractive, especially to any woman who desires good looks. All over his body, but especially on his neck, he had tattoos. His sunglasses, which complemented his broad face, could not be forgotten.
"I'm Devi, and I'm twenty-one years old. By profession, I'm a DJ, and the reason to why I'm here is to locate my lost rib. I'm not concerned with looks; I'm an action-oriented individual. No matter how old or how sagging her breasts are, as long as love is involved, I'm willing to date and marry anyone. I'm prepared to fall in love with a person who respects and loves me. In this experiment of love, I can say that this is my first romantic encounter, and I find it enjoyable. I'm positive about finding the right person for me. Any race-American, black, or anything else-is welcomed to date me. For those whom I have dated in the past and who are reading this, I apologize as well. It's likely that we weren't meant to be lovers. Again, Love me for who I am, not for how I look like, Instead, love me from the inside," Devi murmured, marveling at the world.
We can occasionally be fooled by what we see. Love can only be blind when you are literally blind. Many, especially who love colors, were duped by what they found inside the rooms. We are the results of what we perceive and how we think about our sights. Everything has an effect, I assure you. Do you not realize that every flower, no matter how lovely, has a darker side? I loved how the furniture was arranged, especially the tables and the roses on them. Oh, no! Let's look at the pool. It was between the rooms. The flat had to be built with recreation in mind, and this met the requirements.
The walls were adorned with lovely love-related symbols and pretty colors. If you don't take caution, you could fall in love with the space right away. But, while delight may make sense to a select few, nothing is as delicious as it. Even though nothing is flawless, the room was without defects. Do not be seduced by flawless lies into loving everything you see; some things are poisonous. I really liked the place and the pricey items in it.
Devi was very attracted to the surroundings, making both of us look foolish. Without any indication of what was opening the doors for him, he had perfect expectations. He stood out from the other thanks to an earring on his lobe.
Have you ever considered that everyone has a single trait that exemplifies them completely?
"Goodness gracious! Look at this residence. Heaven on earth!" Devi said and added, "I love it!" He spread his arms to take in the pool's fresh air. He turned to see, but all he saw were the bright flowers that had been placed all around the flat. Cool rocking chairs were located beneath the trees. Devi was excited to see two additional women around. He looked at the thing he liked best-a gigantic asshole! At the sight of her large, bulging buttocks, his entire body shivered. She approached him romantically. He and her shared warm hugs, which made his chest feel comforted and delighted.
"Oh, no, this woman is incredible! She got a large asshole," Devi reflected. His eyes wouldn't leave her as she passed him and headed for the pool. His admiration for her walking gait was immediate. She was dressed in a fish-like, tight dress that covered the most of her body and revealed her figure from top to bottom. He had eyes, but he was physically blind. I looked around at everyone present before I could appreciate his passionate actions. He was probably moving too quickly to decide, but most likely I was wrong. I also enjoyed how her half-naked, sharply pointed breasts seemed to be leading the way for her.
"Another b*tch is on the way!" The woman asked as she abruptly changed her gaze, "Who is that fucking asshole?" Devi turned to face her and noticed a distant figure. Even though he couldn't identify the individual, he was still a stranger to everyone.
"Hello dudes? Both of you look fantastic!" The man approaching yelled and added, "We're all in this together, right?" Devi gave him a startling shoulder-shrug in response. Except for the tattoos, he resembled Devi. He only had one with a snake-and-love symbol wrapped around it on his neck. He also unzipped his shirt, exposing his chest for all the women to view. Likewise, he came out as talkative. Except for his scruffy hair, I admired his nature. I'm curious as to why modern gals prefer the messy over the shiny. However, he was defined by his name.
"Indeed, are you prepared to party? Which direction will get me to the girls? I can't wait to find out what this time has in store for me. Wow! That woman is extraordinary!" Igor roared. His character and Devi's seemed to mesh well.
"Every woman here is attractive. They will confuse your thoughts if you are not attentive. I've always imagined myself diving naked into the sea, and I can see my dream coming true," Devi exclaimed with laughter. He guided him around while holding his shoulder.
"Have you not yet completed that? When I was a young child, I accomplished what you are dreaming off. You are too archaic brother..." muttered Igor, laughing at him loudly. Devi felt challenged, but he acknowledged that everyone had a unique perspective.
"My name is Igor, and I'm uncertain whether I've ever been in a committed relationship, and I don't think I want one. As long as she loves me, I'm always willing to socialize with her in everything. I have no idea how to keep a relationship going because it is so pricey! I'm 27 years old, and I mostly enjoy listening to women converse. Not only that, but I'm delighted to see their hot, seductive lips chat. Furthermore, I like to counteract their lies with facts, and then fuck them up." laughed Igor.
The woman approaching him exclaimed, "You don't know anything, dude."
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Warning! Mature Content! "I believe I have the mandate to behave whatever stupidly I like!" his eyes became larger as he yelled, "Are you going to control me against the damn truth?" Melinda disregarded his absurd outrage as she veered around to face him and laughed. "No... Cody, you are free to behave as oddly you choose, but not in front of my clients!" she continued wiping the counter and muttered, "Let's talk about it in private, like two adult creatures..." She had long apprehended when his tantrum reached a breaking point during their relationship, particularly when he began to rake his fingers through his hair. "If that daughter is my child, I am authorized to see her, spend time with her, provide for her, and most notably, be her father, you know that Mel... Even the law permits that precisely..." his voice quivered as he murmured. He shoved the front counter's bars while balling up his palms into fists. "I'm sorry, Cody, I'm not allowed to answer that. Besides, I am entitled to custody of my daughter, whom I raised alone for over one and a half years. I at least don't fear people like you do! When you realized everything, do you recall how you flew out of the city?" she questioned, tears stinging her eyes. To prevent her tears from getting widespread among her clients, she wisely swept them away. "I need you to tell me, Mel! It's a mess to hear something essential from others like rumors... Do you know I possess the... if that is undoubtedly my daughter? Trust me, if I'm the biological father, I should have known straight after you realized you were pregnant with my child!" he roared back, grabbing the diners' full attention. "Mr. CEO, for now, you have no authority over my daughter. As soon as you disregarded me and fled the city, your rights vanished along with you! Have I not just reminded you of that?" she muttered, unflinchingly, trying to divert the engagement of her clients, "How was I supposed to let you know I was pregnant when you cowardly feared the obligations?"
“I didn't steal the money, Dad! I'm not the one who signed up the contract!” said Carolina, going into her knees. Her agitated father looked at her furiously, and snorted. He sighed heavily his lips trembling. “You didn't sign it? I told you if you need any money, you can get it from my personal account, and not from my business account. Do you know how much money I have lost? My company is now bankrupt!” yelled her father. She couldn't believe the pain that her father had to go through for her. “Dad, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. Trust me, I'm not a thief!” she said, busting into tears. “You have made my life miserable! Go away from here and please, never come back!” he added, almost slapping her.
“How could you...?” asked Emiliana panting. She felt pain suddenly and held her breasts. “Are you out of your mind Emy? How dare you enter my door without knocking?” roared Jefferson looking at her in awe. He pushed Rose away from him. They were naked and on bed enjoying themselves. “How could you cheat me with my best friend!” howled Emiliana.
“Stop the wedding Jusper!. That's not me your love. She is my blood sister,” said Juliana.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”