Dulce Secreto Novels & Stories

She blinked at him, a mix of surprise and concern flashing in her eyes. “D-Duke…” her voice was soft, uncertain. He didn’t speak. He simply handed her the stack of newspapers he’d brought with him, jaw clenched, eyes unreadable. Her brows knitted as she took them and glanced down—only to freeze when her eyes caught the bold headline: "SELENE ARGUELLES AND THE HEIR OF SANDOVAL: SOON TO BE WED?" Her lips parted in shock. “W-What…?” “Is everything about you for show, Selene?” Duke's voice was like ice—sharp, cold, and cutting. “Is that what this is? A fucking stunt?”

I sniffed the air as I realized it was Adaline and my mate when a giggle broke though the silence. I opened the door to reveal my mate and my little pup standing there hand in hand. "I made dessert." my mate smiled at me, "Your favorite." It she only knew that my favorite dessert was her. I pray to the Goddess she realizes that we need each other now more then ever.

It was her! Serena... Or rather… Selena. For a heartbeat, time itself seemed to stop. The café noise faded into a distant blur. His pulse slowed, heavy and uneven, until it felt like his chest might collapse under the weight of disbelief. "Where did you get this?" he finally asked with his voice low and tight. "It wasn’t taken for you," the man replied calmly. "Someone was digging into Martin Serpentine’s past, trying to find leverage. They believed this woman was his secret wife. But after checking, she wasn’t."

"I won't waste the opportunity ...." Estefan stopped in front of the ice cream kiosk and bought two cups of chocolate ice cream. "Here, so you don't feel lost." Estefan handed Kaluna one cup of ice cream. "Thank you," Kaluna said as she accepted Estefan's ice cream. As Dewangga approached, he immediately froze when he saw Kaluna with Estefan. "Luna?" called Dewangga in a loud voice. Kaluna and Estefan turned their heads.

I tell myself I’m just going to rub one out quickly and sleep. I lied. I didn't bother with panties, I stripped naked, climbed onto the four-poster bed, and opened the hidden folder on my phone. The photo I chose is hot, one of Dominic last Christmas in a black button-down, sleeves rolled, top three buttons undone, smirk on his face like he knows exactly what he does to me. I prop the phone against a pillow so it’s eye-level, spread my thighs wide, and pull out my favorite toy, a nine inch, thick, veined silicone, the closest thing I’ve ever found to what I imagine he feels like.

I motioned with my finger for him to come to me. Licking his lips, his eyes traveled over all the exposed skin on my body as he walked closer to me. Wrapping his arms around my waist he pulled me closer to him. Snaking my arms around his neck, I ran my fingers through his blonde hair. Staring into those stunning blue eyes of his, I brushed my lips against his. Gripping my hips as he tensed, Dolph closed the distance between us pressing his lips to mine in a intense passionate kiss. The kiss started to heat up, when he pulled away making me pout. "...before we go farther..." Dolph pulled back breathless. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black velvet box making my gasp.

Revealing otherwise could unravel everything. He returned to the war room with renewed purpose, his red-rimmed eyes from earlier now brighter, though he kept his expression carefully neutral. Victor gave him a brief, questioning glance, but Dante simply nodded toward the maps. “Any new leads on Bianca’s location?” The work continued, the Virelli family grinding forward with lethal precision. But beneath the strategy, two fires burned brighter than ever: Luca’s obsession with rescuing his wife, and Dante’s secret hope for the enemy he had come to love.

he said to him self. After glancing at the door for over 5 minutes hus curiosity just couldn't let him rest. He slowly reached for the drawer pulling it open . It was so nearly arranged but something caught his attention. It was a very beautiful and expensive looking envelope. His heart began racing very fast he opened the envelope. There was a letter in it signed with the letter D and was handwritten. He recognized the handwriting to be Drake's. His heart pounded as he carefully pulled it out and opened it. I miss you. It's sad we couldn't live the life we wanted for ourselves. You'll forever be my sweet cute boy. I love you

He whipped around and pointed a finger in Damon's face, eyes shot through with red. "This was you!" "Who the hell are you?!" Damon's mouth twitched into the barest of smiles. "I'm Sera's mate." Callum looked like he'd been struck by lightning. He turned to stare at me. "You said you were just a nanny?" "Taking care of my kid counts as being a nanny, doesn't it?" Callum understood. He looked at Damon — that pheromone pressure that had his wolf retreating on instinct from the moment the man walked in, the document stamped with the Alpha Council seal, the Council Enforcers arriving within minutes — every piece clicked into place in that one second.

Betsy must have informed him we are going out and as my bodyguard, he has to follow us. His perfect brows furrow as he types into the phone rapidly, he picks up the glass of white wine which is beside him on the counter. It feels as if everything is in slow motion as he lifts the glass to his dusky pink lips and takes a sip. His tongue darts out slowly, licking off the wine on his lower lip and he sucks the plump lip into his mouth before releasing it back. Holy moly, I'm sure he isn't even aware of how enticing what he just did is. I press my legs together tightly suddenly feeling hot. "Wipe off your drool girl." I jump when a voice suddenly whispers into my ear thereby snapping me out of i