Book Secrets And Lies Novels & Stories

Louis suddenly called out, stopping me. He held out his hand to me, his tone condescending. "Hand over all the client files you have, as well as that multi-billion-dollar project you're currently working on. "These are company secrets. If you take them with you, it's illegal." I replied coldly, "All the files are on my computer. As for that collaborative project..." I looked down at the shredded documents on the floor and pointed at Flora. "She just tore it all to pieces." Hearing this, Flora immediately averted her eyes and leaned coyly into Louis's embrace, pouting.

I snapped sarcastically, gripping the wine glass tighter and waited for he to drop the bombshell. She leaned in close, the fake warmth vanishing from her voice. “ I know you don't ride cocks like my brother's so I'll spare you a little secret, Infact all of his secrets.” She whispered with a wave of her hand behind her lips and came closer. “Every twisted little thing he's hiding—they’re locked in a safe. In his room, The passcode’s his birthday, reversed.” My eyes narrowed. “Why are you telling me this?” She shrugged like it was the weather forecast. “Because you’re his weakness now, whether you like it or not and because he killed our mother. You can use that passcode to destroy him in a b

We headed back to my room, well his room and I pulled out my phone looking for a new hotel to stay for the night but to my unfortunate luck all the hotels were fully booked. I sat at the dining table, opening another bottle of wine. I was in New York all on my own with no place to stay, my chest tightened and I could feel another wave of tears building up. The stranger walked towards me and stood like a huge tower looking down at me,“You said you booked a couples package where the other person ?” That’s it , that’s all it took to make me break down in tears, I began to sob uncontrollably.

Honestly, I wouldn’t be shocked if Lorenzo turned out to be part of a secret cult or something. As soon as I stepped in, I noticed a black table at the center with two chairs—one on each side. Papers were stacked neatly on top, and instead of a regular table lamp, there were two lit candles giving off moody vibes. The walls were decorated with calligraphy and art pieces, and there was even a fake deer head mounted above, which somehow looked like it was watching me. Creepy.

It felt good to laugh again, even if it hurt my head. We settled on her couch, and I told her everything. The files. The ciphers. The names. The things no one was ever supposed to see. “I’ve unlocked so much, Raina,” I said, sliding the notepad across the table. “Detailed records of meetings. Blackmail lists. Offshore accounts. All connected to the Order.” Her eyes widened as she skimmed through the pages. “You’re kidding…” “And that’s not all,” I continued, my voice dropping. “There’s something called the Black Book, a hidden digital ledger. It documents every transaction, every cover-up, every crime. And it’s tied directly to Mr. Everhart.”

“No. The only difference is this: who chooses to rise, and who chooses to give up. And I won’t let you be the one who gives up.” After we finished at the café, I thought Liam would finally take me home. But no he led me upstairs, to a large bookstore. The shelves towered high. I stopped at the entrance, staring at the sign that clearly read Medical & Science Section. “Liam, don’t tell me...” “You need this.” Before I could protest, he was already walking in. I followed reluctantly, half wanting to run away. He stopped at a shelf crammed with thick books, blue, black, and green covers. He pulled out a large volume and placed it in my hands.

The conversation spread like wildfire through the university, and before long, everyone was talking about it. As the story gained momentum, Scarlett disappeared, refusing to return to the dorm, likely hiding somewhere outside. But we saw her again soon enough. A few well-dressed older men cornered her in front of the university gates and began to berate her furiously. "You lying little thing! You've been photoshopping your photos, and now we find out your entire persona is nothing but a fabrication!" "You're juggling multiple boyfriends at once? How scandalous!" "And what's this nonsense about being the daughter of the Becker family? Pfft! You better pay back the money you owe, you fraud!"

She said as she made her way to the sit-out close by. The maidens brought out a bottle of champagne, and we both sipped our glasses. The conversation flowed easily, the memories we'd shared as lovers. Rosalia seemed carefree, but I knew better. I suspected she was hiding something. "Tell me, Massimo," she said, her eyes locked on mine, "why did you start this business? What's the appeal of flowers?" I studied her face, searching for any hidden motives. I leaned back in my chair, my eyes never leaving hers. "It's just a hobby," I lied, my tone smooth. Rosalia's gaze lingered on mine, and I could sense her skepticism. We both knew I wasn't telling the truth.

This was one of the places I found my peace. My gaze flickered to the guy in grey suit on the chair beside mine, as he flipped through his bible to find Matthew 26:52. Even after the pastor had gone on to another verse, he didn't seem to be impatient. He continued flipping pages after pages, as slowly as a snail. It was obvious he didn't know Matthew was the first book in the New testament. My lips twitched, itching for a smile. "Marco, Matthew is the first book in the new testament."

She asked softly. Adrian gently squeezed her knee. "We just need the codes to the safe where we suspect the documents are. Then you leave the rest to us, okay?" Lena blinked, holding Adrian's gaze as her mind raced. 'You're not going to trust this cheat again, are you?' her mind whispered. 'He deceived you and gave you hope that someone was coming to save you, but he'd been in on it! Get a grip, Lena.' It scolded. 'But I just want this to be over. I never had an interest in being the heiress after my mom. I just want to be Thane's wife and have his kids.' she argued back.