"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

　　I had no idea how long I sat there, huddled beneath the shelter of the bus stop, tears streaming down my cheeks as the rain continued to fall.


　　A choked sob escaped my lips, a raw sound that echoed my despair. Everything felt so overwhelming-my deception, Alexander's confusing behavior, and now, the sheer idiocy of storming out into the night without a plan in a foreign city.


　　A sudden movement startled me. I flinched, throwing my head up, expecting to see some shadowy figure lurking in the downpour. Instead, a pair of familiar blue eyes met mine, filled with a mix of terror and relief.


　　"There you are!" Alexander's voice was a harsh rasp, barely audible over the drumming of the rain. "Thank God I found you!"


　　My defenses crumbled instantly. The sight of him, his hair plastered to his forehead, his shirt rumpled and soaked, sparked a flicker of warmth amidst the cold anger that had consumed me. He rushed towards me, his movements fueled by urgency.


CHAPTER 63: A Layer Of Vulnerability