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ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA: BEWARE OF A FIBBING SAINTESS

Warning; Mature Content (r18) If you are given the option to choose between being comforted by a lie or being hurt by the truth, which would you pick? Remember, one lie has the power to taint a thousand truths. ---------------- Abigail Woods, Abby for short, is a beautiful and strong-willed girl born out of wedlock to a poor and struggling mother. From a young age, she craved the genuine love of a father. However, life plays a cruel game on her when she ends up with a pedophile stepfather and a heartless stepsister. After years of enduring abuse, Abby flees her past life on her twenty-first birthday and starts a new life in a faraway countryside as Stella Peterson. For one whole year, Abby, now Stella, adopted the fake identity of a local farm girl and worked for the Dawsons as a vine dresser. Everything was perfect for Stella until she crosses paths with two wealthy and handsome gentlemen, who are both rivals in the same line of business. Both young men are tenacious and want Stella as a wife. But Stella's falsehoods and past are out to hunt her. How far is Stella willing to go, to keep her real identity a secret? Would she succeed in her mission or would karma come calling? ********* #Betrayal #Love triangle #Revenge #Weak to strong #Dark #Survival ********** Welcome! Thanks for choosing this book. This is my third book and I am thrilled to share it with you all. It is dedicated to all my fateful old and new readers who love a good face slapping novel. Note: This is a slow burn romance novel. Please add this book to your collection list, drop a review, and vote. The book cover does not belong to me. Kudos to the talented designer. Do not forget to check out my first book; A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

Tres_Aguila · Urban
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260 Chs

Mario Learns The Truth Behind Lucas's Murder

Mario's eyes darted from side to side, in panic as he heard more heavy footsteps approaching him from behind.

"On your knees and keep your hand in the air." A deep, husky and chilly voice rang from behind Mario.

"Yes, sir." Mario swiftly went down on his knees, his hands still in the air. 

One of the men from behind came up to Mario and scanned him thoroughly using a hand weapon detector. 

"He is clean." The man simply said and returned to his previous position.

"Hello, Mario! Did you find what you were looking for?" The huge purple-haired lady from earlier came out into the open, still wearing her helmet.

Mario's quivering eyes looked up as the lady walked up to him in slow motion. Every stride she took felt like a sledgehammer slamming against Mario's heart.

He couldn't help but wonder who these people were, neither could he put a stop to the many scary questions assaulting his brain.