Behind The Seams の小説・ストーリー

She move to the backseat door like a cow about to be slaughter. She slip into the car. His eyes were still glue to his tablet never sparing her glanced. She clinch her bag tightly between. Her system feel unsettled. "Relaxed, will you" he said "What?" "I not going to do anything stupid to you" he smirked. "Well, I'm relaxed " she lied smoothly. " I don't think so. You sitting upright, your back barely touching the seat" he pointed out while his gaze fell on her. "Okay " she said leaning back to the seat.

"This dress is a one-of-a-kind Itania creation, the handcrafting alone cost thirty thousand dollars. I never meant to flaunt, but what can I do when I'm married to the wealthiest man around?" She feigned a look of concern, yet her eyes sparkled with triumph. The relatives gasped in awe, while a few young girls, green with envy, reached out to touch the gown, only to be deftly sidestepped by Betty. From the doorway, I let out a soft laugh. Three years ago, when I first laid eyes on Joseph, he was a man battered by life and plagued by illness. He once caught me performing a mystical ritual and became convinced I possessed magic. He begged me to heal him.

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits. Chapter 40 Caleb's POV: A few days later, he brought it up like it was nothing. We were sitting in his aunt’s backyard, two plastic chairs sunk into dry soil, the scent of grilled meat hanging in the air. He leaned forward, his voice low, like he was letting me in on a secret the world wasn’t ready to hear yet. “There’s this tech startup I’m backing,” he said, wiping his fingers with a napkin. “Young guys, brilliant minds. I believe in them. Big future.”

Ezra Slain Velleoti is a man that everyone wants to avoid. He's a tough enemy. A mafia boss who disapproves of almost everyone. Anyone who gets in his way will never make it out alive. Khione Louelita Silay is a woman who is socially awkward. A person who has socially anxiety and dislikes crowds and other people's opinions. She is a nerd who prefers to work and stay at home. Working as a top counterintelligence agent for the NBI, Khione was unintentionally able to uncover the dark secrets of some government officials. Khione desperately wanted to flee, but she couldn't until they killed her, and Ezra, the notorious Mafia boss, was the only one who save her.

“When the seam opens, grab the edge.” We waited. The moon was a slice, pale and sharp. The water made a small sound like distant speech. I felt the seam like a bruise on my skin — a place where two things came close and might pass. Then it moved. The atmosphere thinned and the air at the seam shivered. A spirit tepped out — thin at first and then more solid. It was not large, but it carried a smell of cold dead leaves. “You there,” Bram called, voice low and strong. “We name this seam and close it. You have no right.”

What could possibly go wrong? A journey of a thousand miles indeed begins with a single step. Maybe, just maybe, it was finally time for broken hearts to be mended. The end.

She knew that something was off. After his friends left, the dance floor was deserted. Willow immediately grabbed her handbag and turned to leave, but someone suddenly opened the door. The ones who entered were not Andrew’s friends but a group of beggars in disheveled clothes. When they came in, their gazes immediately fixed on Willow, and they cackled lewdly. “Hahaha! Her skin looks so tender! We’re going to have fun today!” Fear and panic shone on Willow’s face. She was so terrified that she took a few steps back, but those people lunged at her like a pack of starving wolves.

I was to pretend this affair didn't exist and do nothing to stop them. Something wrapped its arm around my throat. I tore the contract into shreds. Nathaniel had kept the affair a secret for five whole years. That was something I didn't see coming. … It happened one night when I came home—three months had passed since our wedding. The first thing that greeted my eyes was a house turned upside-down. I saw torn clothes, undergarments, and questionable stains all over the ground. I walked into my bedroom. That was where I found Nathaniel in bed, naked with another woman. The scene hit me like a sledgehammer.

Grace spread her arms defensively. “Yes. She's not." Amaya spoke up too. I just stood behind them with a rigid heart. It was as if the cigar had wiped away my fear hormone. “Let me just follow her. I'll be back girls." I said with less concern, my voice deeper than usual. Grace turned to me, worries written all over her face.

I realized I had to dig deeper to reveal the hidden truths lurking beneath the surface. With renewed purpose, I carefully stepped over the shards and returned to Lexi's bedroom. My gaze swept the room, searching for any clue or hint that could lead me further down this path. That’s when I noticed it—a faint seam in the wall, cleverly hidden behind a framed photo. I approached it with caution, my heart pounding with anticipation. Without a moment's hesitation, I pressed the seam, and a concealed panel swung open, exposing a narrow compartment. My eyes widened as I looked inside, struggling to comprehend what lay before me.