A Secret Affair Novels & Stories

"Yeah, right. Don't try to make excuses! You were clearly suggesting it!" At that moment, Shaun interrupted. "Come on, everyone knows it by now. The secretary's name is Annie, right? She's Jones' new lover. He even bought a house and a luxury car for that woman. Everyone in the business world knows about it. What's there to argue about?" He hit the nail on the head, and many of the other big shots around him nodded. After all, it was an open secret by now. Old Master Jones went everywhere with his secretary, and the two were always intimate. Anyone with eyes could see they were having an affair.

But the choice had never been mine. So there I stood beside the altar, dressed in emerald satin as one of the bridesmaids, holding a bouquet so tightly that the stems pressed into my palms. In a few minutes, my cousin Bianca Romano - the girl who had grown up beside me like a sister - would marry Nicholas Contini. The man I had believed was my everything. The man I had believed loved me. Now I understood what I had truly been to him: a secret he could enjoy until something more useful came along. A pawn he could remove from the board the moment power demanded a better move.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

“Not for a second.” Their conversation was brief, words quickly giving way to actions as the tension between them erupted. For Clara, it was liberation—a chance to step out of her brother’s shadow and take control of her own life. For Michael, it was a distraction, a way to bury his unresolved feelings for Isabelle and numb the guilt that lingered at the edges of his mind. Their affair deepened over the weeks, hidden behind layers of lies and secrecy. They met in quiet, out-of-the-way places: a secluded park bench, a dimly lit bar, and Michael’s apartment after dark.

"Mr Davidson. Very simple work. The man I had an affair with is the owner of a multi-million-worth company. I want to know his deepest, darkest secrets. Recently his company is facing a bit of a crisis. I want to know everything about it. Every single secret." She was trying to dig her affair partner's dirty secrets? Here I thought she changed. But she seemed just the same as I remembered. "This is out of morality. Also, we don't have any relation to RL Corporation!" "What are you talking about?" Her brows knitted, her grip tightening on the shopping bag. "You have two projects with them. Don't tell me you don't even remember just because they are small?" "We have?" I looked at my assistant,

“The man in that scandalous video… Do you know who he is? You’ve seen the reports right?” “I’ve seen enough.” He hesitated before continuing. “We located him.” My heartbeat quickened. “You did?” “Yes and he admitted to having a secret affair with you.” I couldn’t help it but I laughed a quiet and disbelieving laugh. Terry sounded confused. “What’s funny?” “I’ve never seen that man before in my life.” He didn’t answer as I added. “So,” I continued calmly, “I’d like to meet him.” “You can contact him yourself.” Terry quickly said.

"My beloved little fairy, Will you wear this saree once and come to me? Are you afraid? Then don't be. I won't do much. I will just leave a little touch on your forehead. What are you thinking? Can your soft body bear my touch or will it melt under the small hold? And yes, the tiny black mole on your chest..... Keep it hidden. It drives me insane. I can't hold my urge to love it. Will you remember it?" Nandini's throat went dry after reading the note. She felt an unbearable pain in her heart. That day Manik said the truth..... He had a girlfriend. He loved someone else. They were not just in love, their relationship had gone ahead a lot. The words in this note were a clear indication to that

But it's the same vibes that I got from my secret admirer when I saw him in the bar, he had the same dangerous Aura that now I am sensing in this room. Xavier sat next to me and kept talking to dad about business and all... I have nothing to say and so I was just eating my food quickly.. not that I even wanted to get involved in the conversation. Suddenly I felt a hand on my thighs. Who else can it be? "Xavier what are you doing?!" "What? I'm touching my future wife. Is this a crime or something." He whispered in my ear. "I'll die but I'll never marry you!!"

Seeing the misunderstanding and wanting- no needing- to keep it from escalating, he added, "Haven't added another secretary since you left. Finbarr does everything around here. My only secretary is you." Isabella remembered those three years she had worked as his secretary and narrowed her eyes, "Couldn't possibly be easy to report to you about your girlfriends and such." "There aren't any girlfriends, Isabella." "Hmm." "Bella…" but whatever he had to say was interrupted by the woman who had knocked, irritating Ronan. Why was he being disturbed at such a time? Seeing his frustration, Isabella shook her head, "Let Maeve come in. I'll hide." Ronan wrinkled his brows, "Hide? What for? You said

@iiiidlk Stay away from our President bitch secretary! @ Hannah lewis, While it is not uncommon, office affairs are often fraught with complexities. As an employer, it caused me a lot of grief. I have to make unpleasant decisions to break up a love triangle and see valuable employees leave because of scandals. Unwanted pregnancy is a nasty side-effect of this affair. @marcocoabenojar Technically, the man is a bachelor, and the woman is widowed. If they engaged in a consensual affair, what is there to fuss about?