Dirty Secrets Novels & Stories

So rather than restricted everything and kept it hidden is better to just made it slightly accessible, after all, there’s quite a lot of stars in Virtue Financial, for example Catherine and the others, they can already be said a celebrity. “Sir, in the scheduled…why is there a sections at the end of it that wrote..Top Secret?…and they way that the procedure were made..this looks like an announcement…is there something that we should know about?…is it rather normal occasion or perhaps a secretive and sensitive one?..”. (Kim Yeon Su) “...That is the highlight…this is a sensitive matter..which only the Inner Circle knows about it…Take this…for that last spot of the schedule…it was reserved for

We all met up in Zahra’s room since she was the only one who didn’t care if someone ate on the bed, while the rest of us hated even the littlest bit of dirt on our sheets. “So, what’s this new piece of gossip that’s got you so excited,” Our family dynamics were pretty simple to understand, Henrik and Ava preferred to seduce and steal, while Zahra and I preferred to do the dirty and logical work, neither team told the other what to do or how to do it and perhaps that’s why we all worked so well together.

He didn’t trust gifts when they came wrapped too neatly. Elise ignored the scrutiny. She pulled out a tablet, screen already aglow with files. “You keep saying motive,” she said. “Money. Revenge. Fear. But there’s another lever: blackmail. People with secrets they don’t want unearthed are easy prey. And do you know what’s buried deepest, what people will sell their souls to hide?” Her eyes met mine. I didn’t need her to answer. Shame. Vulnerability. Weakness dressed up as strength. “Medical records,” she said softly. “Addictions. Psychiatric admissions. STD diagnoses. Fertility treatments. You’d be surprised how many of your high-powered members would rather torch this place than let those d

dark secrets? My secrets and Vee will never go hand-in-hand. My secrets are the reason I stay away from relationships. Once my partner finds out the untamed side of me, the side that comes with a lot of sick fucks to give, the judgment in their pupils rises, misinterpreting me. What do you think, Vee? I whisper with a husky note as her eyes slowly fill with a cloud of desire. Um ...I think you do. What gave me away? ''The tats?''

“But your wife called me directly today. She knows my name, Zayn. She screamed at me over the phone, saying she’d drag your name through every tabloid if you don’t end it.” My pussy throbbed despite the fear, the danger making everything feel hotter. I grounded against his thigh, needing his cock, with my nipples hard. He broke the kiss, breathing heavy, and yanked my blouse open, buttons flying. “Let her scream. She has her secrets.” He shoved my bra down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting just enough to make me cry out. His other hand pushed under my skirt, fingers sliding into my soaked folds. “So fucking wet already. You love this, don’t you? Love being the dirty secret that co

“I’m not… I’m straight. I have a girlfriend. This isn’t—” “Then why are you still so hard?” I whispered, voice filthy and pleading. I stroked his shaft slowly with both hands, twisting at the head the way I knew he’d like from all those secret fantasies. “Why is your big dick leaking for my mouth? Just use me, Maxton. I’m right here. Your dirty little secret. No one has to know how good it feels when I choke on this fat cock.”

She understood enough about the private matters of men and women to recognize such a sound. Without realizing it, her steps drifted toward the source. To her right sat a bar she had never once cared to look at. Yet the sound came not from the bar itself but from a narrow alley wedged between that place and a row of shuttered storefronts. The moans softened, a woman’s voice breathing them out. Curiosity hooked its claws into her. How skilled must the man be to elicit sounds like that? Silvana knew this was wrong. She knew creeping toward the alley and peeking inside was a bizarre violation she would never have imagined committing in her life. But then she saw them. Two silhouettes caught in s

Every word landed like a stone in still water, rippling outward into territories I didn't want to examine. "Dallas might be head over heels," Hazel continued, "might look at you and see someone worth crying over. But I don't. I see a man with secrets and blood on his clothes and a family that reeks of something rotten." She paused, letting it sink in. "She's my best friend. She's all I have. And you're going to destroy her without even meaning to." The bathroom faucet shut off. We both heard it, the sudden silence pressing down like a hand.

I whisper, looking straight down at my lap. How can my tongue ever tell his noble ears about this dirty shame? How can my voice confess to the highest alpha in the territory that my young body sold its virgin heat for gold resources? I don't know how many secret surveillance photos this blackmailer holds in their claws. My soul is so scared that my dirty history from the Duskwild Expanse will get leaked to the entire pack. Especially if his eyes find out...

I looked down, my eyes widening in pure horror as the new message populated on the screen. "Unknown; Look at that, your reputation is already in the gutter. Let's make a deal. If you don't drop out of the duet or botch the performance next week, the hospital photo goes on the forum next. Let's see how your scholarship and your precious GPA handle a prostitution scandal like that. Clock is ticking, Dark Bird." My breath completely caught. The trap was perfectly laid. If I sang well, my life was ruined by the blackmailer. If I dropped out or botched it, my GPA died, and my only ticket out of the club life evaporated.