A Tale Of The Secret Saint の小説・ストーリー

Still, he failed to see me again. Half a year later, the East Port expansion was completed. I stood upon the highest platform of the port, watching massive cargo ships slowly dock at the shore one after another. James handed a letter over. "Miss, it's from Harrison Tucker." I didn't take it. "Burn it." The ocean breeze whipped up my long hair, and in the distance, a ship's whistle blared. My life had only just begun.

"Liam was never himself the moment he heard you quit working for them. He was meant to resume as the CEO of his parents' company a few weeks after he came back from Australia but he didn’t because he was depressed. When he finally showed up at the office, he drowned himself with work and locked himself out of every social life as a way to pay for his sins of what he did to you." “I've always had a crush on him. That was before he resumed as the CEO but he never noticed me even though I was his secretary and had more access to him than any other person. Instead, It was his best friend [Damon] who noticed and told me all about his past which includes you.”

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

"I think I'm actually done this time." "Done with what" Tanya asked. "With Damian" I said. "With trying. With hoping. With believing things can get better. I'm just done." "Bella the test might come back negative" Tanya said. "It might be a scam." "It might be" I agreed. "But even if it is there will be something else. There's always something else with Damian. Another woman from his past. Another secret. Another betrayal. It never ends." I stood up and went to the nursery. I started pulling clothes out of Nathan's dresser and putting them in a suitcase. Tanya followed me.

“Do you have no fear? What is wrong with you, you don’t just go opening random doors in secret dirty tunnels.” “Aren’t you just a little bit curious what’s behind the door?” “F**k no!” “Why would Reign and Quintin have a secret tunnel?” “I don’t know why don’t we go find them and ask them?” I roll my eyes and turn the handle. It opens to a dirty dungeon, similar to the one from my dreams. I hear a chain rattle but I can’t see anything it’s so dark. “Think of the sun,” Nina tells me. “Why?”

“As you guessed, I’ve been secretly lusting after Eros since I started working for him now. Finally after 2 years of lusting and crushing on him, never would I ever imagine he would take notice of me but he did and it all started during this trip. I don't know if it's a fortunate event or one of regret now but we kinda started sleeping together. Dinners, everything couples do , We went to a beach, and he asked me out on a real date last night, and I thought we were getting on really well. So he takes me to this really nice restaurant, and then in the middle of it, he wants to leave. So, we leave and when I force him to tell me why he was being such a dick, he told me this awful story about—”

he murmured, “She pays. She doesn't run. She doesn't tell anyone, which she already has, and which also has a consequence. And she doesn't say NO to, as long as she still owes me.” "What?" She exclaimed, and the confusion in her eyes made me more interested. "Wh... What the hell are you talking about?" Saint didn't say another word. He just walked over to his table and ground out a brown envelope. He tossed it to me. "Here. You know me, Kyrie. I don't do anything outside the papers." I caught the envelope without looking away from him and peeled back the flap. "It doesn't like being opened. But you can open it," he winked and stepped back.

Liora Vale had always loved the quiet. At twenty-one, she worked the night shift at the old city library. Most people thought the job was boring, but Liora loved being alone with the books after midnight. The tall shelves felt like old friends. One rainy night, while sorting the rare books section, she found a strange leather book hidden behind others. It had no title. When she opened it, the pages glowed softly. Words appeared. Choose a story. Bring him to life. One night only.

Elena's POV When I woke up again, my hands were tied behind my back, and I had been thrown onto the floor. Across from me stood Lorenzo and Sofia, their expressions calm. My eyes reddened, and I shot them a confused look. "Lorenzo, why am I here?" "Sofia wants an authentic Monelle painting, and only the collector Vito Abela has it. He said he would trade it for you," Lorenzo explained. The dim light cast a cold sheen over Lorenzo's refined features. He simply looked at me as if I were a commodity to be traded.