THE SOCRATIC LIE

THE SOCRATIC LIE

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The most dangerous ideas aren't found in books. They're whispered in the dark between rivals. Lysander Thorne's proposal was simple: perform a passionate, public affair for the judges. Fake a romance to win the fellowship. "It's just theater," he said, his smile a blade. "We give them a story so compelling, they'll have no choice but to crown one of us." I should have refused. But I was hungry. For the prize. For the win. For him. I agreed to the lie. I didn't know it was our first lesson in a much darker curriculum. Or that the Society was already watching. ********* Updates twice a week.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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