Novel & Cerita Dirty Private Story Names

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I didn’t know her last name. “Hudson,” Chloe filled in softly. I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “Milka Hudson. I’m not giving interviews or photo shoots, and we ask for privacy while Milka and I spend time together before Dirty J. return for the last leg of our tour.” “Fine. Great,” Mark garbled, obviously writing it down. “And Chloe? They’ll want to know about what relationship you two have.” “Just like my relationship with Milka has nothing to do with ’em, neither does mine and Chloe’s. They’ll get what I want to tell them when I wanna tell them.”

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

The helplessness of wanting something so badly and having no control over getting it. Then I closed the email tab. And opened a different document. The file was titled “Untitled Document 3” because I wasn’t creative with file names. But inside was something I’d never admit to anyone…not even Aria. My secret project. My guilty pleasure. My completely mortifying hobby. I wrote eroticas.I posted under the username “MidnightConfessions” on a fiction site. I wrote whenever I got inspiration. And lately? Inspiration was hitting me hard and frequently.

And more importantly, it’s clean. I pull the photos. Encrypt them. Then I draft the message I’ve been thinking about for days but never wanted to send. > To: N.Rhodes@TheLoungeLeak.com Subject: You Want A Story? You’ve been sniffing around Ashen. Smart. You’re not wrong. Here’s your starter pack. Woman presumed dead. Files erased. A company that rose from nowhere. A sociopath CEO clawing at a deal he’ll never get. Want more? Say yes.

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Our dirty little secret was wide open, and I never wanted it to end. But as I drifted toward sleep, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. Mom’s name flashed on the screen.

Dire's POV “I need a name, Gordon,” I demanded calmly. I was pissed but I couldn't let it get the better of me. I knew I had to remain calm. “I can't. Not even the alpha status can make me disclose such information. Privacy is what we pride ourselves in,” She responded with a soft voice. She was terrified, I could smell it on her but she was perfect in concealing it. “They already saw us walk in here. It's just a matter of time before they start asking questions. And just one word from my mouth will bring your entire family crumbling down to dust. Now let me know the name,”

Hii, Some of you asked me about the titles of Tyler, Cole, and Rashid's stories. They're as following: 1) Tyler & Ezma Title: A Lover's Regret 2) Cole & Penny Title: A Boyfriend's Regret 3) Rashid's Story (First wife and current wife aka Kareena) Title: A husband's regret. I'd appreciate it if you followed me on SNS for more info on these books and release of RD. Because once this book is marked completed on the platform, I won't be able to share more info here.

For three years I have worked in the shadows, uncovering truths about brotherhood while still secretly running a private investigation of my own. Every document or file I uncover has a private copy that I own. Every case I worked privately on, through digital means, was carefully curated throughout the years. I termed them the "Ghost Files". Photos, financial records, encrypted messages and emails were interpreted by the Devil's Disciples members through burner phones.