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Conception of Truth is LIVE

“When do you decide to forgive childish grudges and face what you have broken?”

Marco and I were once strangers, then by a false coincidence we became lovers. It was short lived, and he chose another. Hurt by his rejection it was easy to become his enemy. So lovers to enemies we were, until Marco began a war.
I never wanted the bloodshed to stain my wedding dress crimson, but Marco made sure our union wasn’t one of love, it was a union of death.
Forced into a marriage I don’t want, with my lovers killer, I must finally face the truth and admit one of us is lying.
My husband thinks I am the evil queen.
A monster is what he calls me.
He is blind, mad with rage, so he can’t see, I am the only Villian who won’t pull the trigger.

A brand spanking new rewrite of Conception of Truth.

Darkness has a new name and she comes dressed in a white wedding dress, stained with the blood of her enemies, and the sins of her husbands. Aliyana Capello Catelli finally tells us, who killed Ren.

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He looks sexy but tired. His stubble longer than the last time I saw him. His hair line showing the beginning signs of greying.
The blackness of his eyes always capturing my attention are downcast, if I can call it that, as his mouth remains in that harsh scowl I have come to expect.
“Did you have a fun night? Was it everything you hoped?” He asks me with that baritone voice of his.
“Yes, thank you.”
He signals Dexter and Sabastian to leave and I don’t miss the four Mercedes parked around his car. I stop just in front of Marco and he lifts my left hand kissing the ring on my finger with such gentleness I shiver.
He is angry, I can tell because I have seen him calm, I have seen him murderous and then I have seen him angry. The night I went to his penthouse, he was livid.
“Good, next time you choose to go out to a party, start by at least informing me. There is a war happening and you, my lovely wife are a Queen,” he pauses, waiting until he knows my anticipation of his words overweight all logic.
“Powerful but still expendable.” Those two words shatters what little dignity I possess around this man. How do I love such cruelness, how do I find the best parts of him, I am to learn to love, when even his gentleness comes offered on a bed of double edged blades? I don’t.
I swallow hard as he puts my hair behind my ear and lifts my chin until I am looking into his eyes.
“Believe it or not Aliyana, but this King wants his Queen alive. Don’t ever touch another man again, understand.”
I nod my head.
“Let’s get home. I want to greet my wife properly.” He kisses my nose and opens the door and I slide into the leather heated seats. The drive home isn’t an unpleasant one but the silence is not golden on my part as I have a lot of questions but I can tell Marco has a lot on his mind namely my inevitable end. Is it wrong to marry your enemy? Probably. Is it wrong to sit back while you know that said enemy wants you dead? Definitely.
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Married to a mafia ✅
That said mafia is a crime boss✅
You are a Queen with a lot of things he wants✅
He marries you to get what he wants✅
You are a lot more smarter than he thinks✅
He tries to take out your friend✅
You take out his ✅
Both of you hate each other ✅
Both of you need each other✅
Both of you want each other✅
Both of you choose each other (hmmm I guess you would need to read it and find out)📜

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School me p3 (page 12)

Mason


“Book me a flight.” I say, just as I finish off the last of my dinner.
“Why can’t you take the jet.” Because if our father finds out I left the house after he grounded me he is going to fuck me up. I think it, but I don’t tell Kylie that instead I bellow

“Fuck no, book me a damn flight, I’m on my way to the airport.” 

“Then make tracks, I’ll send you the confirmation. “ She snaps back in that bossy tone of hers.

“Yeah, yeah. Later.” The phone goes dead on my ear, which is a normal with my sister. 

When Kylie was younger, my sister Natasha and I had just moved in permanently with my dad. My mom died not long after that, and Kylie’s mother upped and left. One would expect our circumstances to have brought us closer but it didn’t. 
Kylie preferred to spend her days with my father. Most of the time they would fly to Washington and spend weekends at my dads penthouse. While Natasha stayed with Lisa, my dad’s sister here at the house. I was a lost eight year old with nothing to do and no one to talk to so I got bored and purchased myself a pair of binoculars from the local mall. Best thing I ever did. The same day I bought it was the same day I met Dexter. Turned out he stayed three houses away from me. Turned out he didn’t have a mother. Turned out he was just as eager to spy on the locals as I was. 
It turned out a lot of things we thought and did were similar. Which is why him and I became so close. I get up off the breakfast nook, grab my phone, walking toward the long spiral staircase I run up three flights of stairs, then speed dial Dexter.
It rings three times, “Hey, hey motherfucker.” He yells from the other end of the line.

“Jackass, how did the meeting with Sabastian go?” I ask him as I take the long hall toward the packing closets where Kendra, our housekeeper leaves the travelling bags.
“Some dude is threatening Sabastian by threatening Dainy. Got to do some digging, you up for it?” That is the thing about Dexter and I nobody knows. We are worse than women , we tell each other everything and also help one another. 

Most of the time I am the one who helps him. After his dad died he inherited his family fortune as well as his families debt that was only payable in time. 

And I meant time as in his obedience to be Delroys dirt cleaner and genie. Whatever the Delroys needed they would get it from Dexter. For the rest of his life he would have to work for the Delroys. Doing all their dirty work, cleaning up all their messes, finding all of their fucked shit art pieces they were so keen on collecting. It was a fucked up gig if you ask me, but blood is blood, we inherit the money and name we got to inherit the shit that come with it too.
“Yeah, but I called to cancel for tonight, Kylie offered me her bike if I babysit Dainy Hallow for the weekend, we need the bike.”

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