"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

　　The silence in the room was a suffocating thing. It pressed down on me with the weight of the unspoken, of everything that had transpired between Alexander and me tonight. Each bite of the surprisingly delicious chicken felt like a stolen moment, a silent truce in the wake of our quarrel at the ball.


　　He fed me with practiced ease, the concern etched into his brow as genuine as the worry in his eyes. Every time his hand brushed mine, a jolt of something electric shot through me, a sharp difference from the cooling sensation of the spoon against my lips.


　　When I finished, he gently removed the tray from my lap, his touch lingering a fraction of a second too long. Shame flooded my cheeks, hot and prickling. I had to remind myself that this was just him trying to show concern for me because I had been under the rain, not affection.


CHAPTER 66: Heated Confessions