Novel & Cerita Deep Love Hidden From Him Novel

No real sensation. And then I touched him, and the world came alive. That was why he was so intense. Why he held me like he was afraid I would disappear. Why he needed me so desperately. I picked up another folder. More failed treatments. More notes from specialists who said there was no hope. The condition was permanent. He would never feel the way other people did. Except with me. I closed the folder and sat there for a long time. The room felt smaller now. The truth felt bigger. Dominic had carried this secret his whole life. He had hidden it from everyone. Even from me.

I felt like my heart was already in my throat because of nervousness. I let out a deep breath to calm myself but it didn't help especially when I saw him walking towards me. "What are you hiding?" he asked as he tried to steal the lingerie that I was hiding behind my back. "What is it Love?" he asked. I didn't respond again, I just held it tightly but he did the same so I had no choice but to let go of it. I saw how his forehead creased as he stared at lacy undergarments. I saw how his adams apple moved when he swallowed hard.

Behind closed doors, he shed the armor of invincibility, allowing me to see the tender heart that beat beneath. Guarding this revelation fiercely, I became the sole bearer of this clandestine truth. A sacred bond formed between us, woven from the threads of shared vulnerability and hidden depths. I held onto this treasure, determined to shield it from the prying eyes of the world. The thought of anyone else catching even a fleeting glimpse of his enigmatic nature was a notion I could not bear to entertain.

Nice one, Quinnel. "Nothing is going on. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to sleep." She said with a grim smile and started walking to the room only to be pulled back by Ashley. "Not so fast, missy." "You're obviously hiding something! Geez, what the hell exactly is the so called secret that you're both hiding from us?" "And it can't be that you're dating, cause if you were, Quinnel wouldn't waste one second in plastering it on his forehead. Hell, he can even print it on a t-shirt and wear it all around." Zaire added crossing his arm.

Despite everything – the attack, the threatening message, Emily's warning, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. What kind of secrets was he hiding? And more importantly, was I ready to find out? "Acadia? Are you still there?" Emily's voice brought me back to our conversation. "Yeah, sorry. What exactly did you find?" I walked back to my room as I spoke, needing privacy for this conversation. Emily lowered her voice. "His family... they're connected to some serious underground operations. I'm talking money laundering, blackmail, corporate espionage. But here's the weird part, Dante seems to be the only clean one."

I pat my head and say, "Damn! I shouldn't have to be problematic like this if he's here. How could I have the freedom like his that I've been wishing for? While he was free from stress, free from the family dilemmas, and free from our mother's stupid decision. I want to meet him, but he doesn't even give us his address. He was in New York but felt like he was in another universe. How could he live without even a penny from our family? How is he now? I miss my hidden brother.

Together, we sifted through the photographs and love letters, each piece adding a new layer to the complex tapestry of Victor's history. With each revelation, I felt a deeper connection to the man I loved. The room became a sanctuary, a place where our love transcended time and allowed us to heal the wounds of the past. And as we closed the door to the hidden room, we embarked on a journey of discovery, understanding, and a love that could withstand the weight of secrets. ******************** Days turned into weeks, and Victor and I continued to explore the depths of his past that had been unveiled in the hidden room. The photographs and love letters became a window into a world I never knew

Despite knowing this, I still kept the faith and hope that someday this man would love me. But my hope was shattered on my own birthday. This man chose none other day but my birthday to give me the shock of my life. He asked for a divorce. I begged him and begged him but his mind was made up. Long story short, we got divorced and moved on with our lives. The truth is, I had a hard time getting over him because I loved him. But eventually, I managed to kill whatever that I felt for him and moved on with my life. This man later got married in a secret ceremony and connived with my ex's sister to humiliate me publicly.

Justin nodded and replied “It’s pretty much as we feared. Serena could never win mother of the year. The whole time he’s been watching her she’s spent getting high, being high, or getting drunk. The problem here gentlemen is that there is no way that Stacia contained this situation on her own. There has, to be someone she trusted to keep her secret. Because this woman still continues to receive money to support her habits and Stacia’s been dead for two years.” It was Nicolas the youngest Denae who said “Follow the money. It will lead back to something or someone.” Justin nodded and sighed as he said, “We already thought of that angle and looked into it, the problem is, the money led right b

Or a clue. And in that moment, I knew—tonight wasn’t only about love. It was the beginning of something darker. Something hidden. Something waiting. A truth buried beneath whispers, kisses, and half-spoken promises. This story isn’t just about the heart. It’s about the secrets it hides. The moon was still high, its pale light washing over the estate, but my heart pounded louder than ever. The pendant weighed heavily in my palm — its coldness sinking into my skin like the chill running down my spine.