"Ava," Alex's voice rumbled across the room, a playful glint in his drunken eyes, "but you're not her, are you? You're someone else."Evie, heart hammering against her ribs, forced a casual smile. 

"I don't understand" she stammered, hating the way her voice wobbled, because he was right. He raised an eyebrow, hand reaching out to cup her face. "Some days it really feels like you are and on other days..." Before he could finish, he closed his eyes, falling asleep.

Evie's breath hitched. But how could he know? A cold dread pooled in her stomach."Alex, I—" she began, but the words died on her lips. Evie's carefully constructed world tilted on its axis. 

Could he see through the charade? Had her deception finally caught up to her? In From Lies to Love: Deceiving My Sexy Billionaire, Evie must confront the consequences of her deception as love and truth collide in a high-stakes game of hearts.

From Lies to Love:Deceiving My Sexy Billionaire

　　As consciousness slowly began to return, I felt a dull ache in my head and a prickling sensation in my arm. Harsh fluorescent lights blurred my vision as I tried to focus. I was lying on something soft, and the faint scent of antiseptic hung in the air. Panic set in as I realized that I was not in my own apartment. I saw a plastic tube snaking from my arm, which disappeared into a bag hanging on a metal pole next to the bed. It was an IV.


　　Suddenly, a face materialized above me, concern etched into every line. Alexander. His eyes, usually cool and assessing, were wide with worry. My breath hitched in my throat, the memory of the elevator rushing back in a vivid wave. The kiss. The darkness.


　　"Ava?" His voice was rough, laced with relief. "You're awake."


　　Shame burned through me. How much time had passed? Had I revealed anything in my unconscious state? My throat felt parched, my voice hoarse when I finally managed to speak.


CHAPTER 21: The Edge Of Truth