Novel & Cerita A Miserable Little Pile Of Secrets

Ava walked back into the living room, trying to look composed, but inside, she was vibrating with the sheer, explosive power of the secret she carried. Her face felt hot with barely contained laughter. She was sitting on a goldmine, a secret so juicy and destructive it could rearrange the entire Cage family hierarchy.

“Do you really think it will be any different this time?” “What?” “Miscarriage after miscarriage—do you really think that will change with Lila?” The scenery shifted, the sky darkened, and I was in my condo. Moonlight filtered in, exposing the starkness that was life before Lila. There was no furniture in the living room, only a box—the box. My chest tightened as I stared at it. Why was it there? “Will you make another box of secrets? Another place to hide the evidence of your past?” Grace walked over and kneeled in front of it. Her fingers ran around the edges and then she flipped the clasp.

I searched, entering one of the IP addresses registered in my computer's system. I will find you! You can hide from me Edward, and I know you're old and quickly killed. **

“Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that we don’t want you home. But something seems off. We’ve been trying to figure it out. You know you can tell me anything, right?” So he and my parents had been talking about me. Fucking awesome. “Yeah. I do. And I will. Just not now.” “Okay. Well, tonight is about having fun anyway—getting your mind off things. And I’ve got my guitar room set up for you.” “Cool. Thanks, man. I really appreciate it. Had I known our grandmother was a freak, I would’ve come to stay here a long time ago.” “Worst kept secret in the world.” He laughed. “But I’m glad she threw your ass out.”

The fear of getting caught mixed with the constant edging made everything feel ten times stronger. I started losing track of where shame ended and need began. Every morning I woke up full of his cum. Every night I let him record me. Every day at work I sat there feeling the evidence of what I had become. A secret hole for my married neighbor. One night after a particularly long edging session, Grant leaned over me while he was still buried deep inside. “You’re mine now, Riley,” he said quietly. “My little secret. My cum dump next door.” I didn’t argue.

My phone vibrated in my palm, revealing George's urgent notification in our old group chat. George: Everyone meet in the Computer Room on the third floor of the tech building right now. No excuses. I have proof of who leaked the video. Bring Summer if she’s with you. I stared at the glowing letters with a heavy, numb heart. I didn't want to go. I didn't want to face Kingsley after what happened in the hallway, and I certainly didn't want to see whatever "proof" George thought he had found. But the text mentioned the leaked video—the very thing threatening my entire academic existence. But regardless, I went, dragging my heavy feet toward the tech building,.reluctantly.

As I spoke and tried to figure out how to brush past this, Leonard suddenly crouched down in front of me and forcefully pushed my legs apart. "Ah!" I was startled by his bold behavior. On the video call, Garrett frowned. "What's wrong?" His suspicion made me even more anxious. I wanted to stop Leonard, but I also had to deal with my husband's questions. I had no choice. I just pushed at Leonard's head while smiling at my husband. "There's a mouse." "A mouse?" "Yes." I nodded. Leonard, still crouched between my legs, had already started to slowly lower his head without asking.

My gaze drifted back to the trash can where the test still sat on top of the pile, mocking me. The dread that had been creeping over me since I woke up now had a name, and it clung to my skin like something living. What the hell was I supposed to do? The scariest part was that I had no idea who the father was. If I at least knew that, maybe I wouldn’t feel so disgusted with myself. Two weeks ago, my entire life had flipped upside down. That single day became the worst one I’d ever lived through. Not only did I get cheated on, but I ended up sleeping with a stranger by mistake.

What is written there isn’t just a secret—it’s a truth so monstrous, so grotesque, that suddenly the accident makes complete sense. No. No, this can’t be real. I feel nausea rising in my throat. My hands begin to tremble violently. If this secret got out, it wouldn’t just destroy a powerful man—it would shatter Maeve completely. And if the men in this house discovered what he did… There would be a bloodbath before nightfall. “Evie?” Luka’s voice sounds behind me, his footsteps approaching. “What does it say? Were you able to read it?”

Even if it destroyed everything. The secrets were piling up faster than I could handle.