Her Lips Lie by Keiyah A

Behind the grand ivy-covered walls of a polished Surrey estate lies a sterile world of cold secrets, quiet resentment, and forbidden heat.

Isobel Langford appears to have everything—a stately countryside home, a husband with immense power, and a life of refined dinner parties. But behind closed doors, her marriage to Edward, a high-profile investment banker, is nothing more than a transactional performance. She is a woman who hasn't been truly seen, let alone touched, in months.

Then walks in Jack Hargrove.

A brooding, sun-weathered builder hired to renovate the estate's aging guesthouse, Jack is everything her husband is not: rough, warm, and dangerously present. What begins as a brief conversation fast spirals into a slow, decadent unraveling of shared glances, stolen touches, and reckless abandon.

From breathless encounters in a humid greenhouse to dark, unrepentant secrets hidden feet away from her sleeping husband, Isobel finds herself consumed by a wild, primitive addiction. But as the line between lust and survival blurs, the illusion of control begins to shatter. Edward is no fool; beneath his calm, polished exterior lies a calculating mind ready to set a trap.

When the thrill of the shadows collides with the harsh light of daylight, a dangerous game of possession, control, and revenge begins. Isobel is forced to face a terrifying reality: she isn't just risking her reputation or her marriage... she's dancing on the edge of utter ruin.

Can you ever truly escape a life built on a lie, or does every sin come with a body count?