Dulce Secreto Novels & Stories

The lively voice of Bradley’s housekeeper echoed through the hall. She seemed genuinely surprised, but she clearly recognized me from previous encounters. Her eyes sparkled, perhaps out of loyalty or just respect for my name. "Duart, right?" I greeted her, extending my hand in a friendly manner. “Can I come in? I need to talk to Bradley, maybe because I’m returning to the series.” The lie slid off my lips with the smoothness of someone who’s told many before. My smile, however, kept its façade. "Oh, that’s great news!" Duart exclaimed, without the slightest suspicion of my true intentions. She stepped aside, inviting me in with a welcoming gesture. “I’m looking forward to your return. Mr. Hu

By morning, the note still burns in my head. I hardly slept, not in the library where I camped out under the pretense of studying, not curled against my backpack with my phone clutched in my hand like a weapon. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those words again, sharp and smirking in black ink. You’re not the only one with secrets. It wasn’t Jace. That’s the first thought I can’t shake.

Soon, her eyes caught the beautiful damsel that was used for the company's billboard. The lady was so charming and her smile was so captivating. And that person was no other person than her, Kathie Martinez. Kathie smiled on seeing herself representing the company's name but soon her smile vanished from her face upon realizing that she was no longer Kathie Martinez. A drop of tear fell on remembering how she was molested that night and her heart was immediately filled with so many precarious emotions. " Here we go again," she said wickedly and started heading toward the agency.

Deagan laughed, wiping the slobber off his face. “Misterio… Mist, for short.” Deagan eyed her strangely. “That’s very different, any reason?” Hazel asked and Aria smiled at the grey-eyed cuteness. “Misterios means Secrets in Spanish.” Deagan caught on easily while others remained in the dark, no one asked her to elaborate. “Well then Mist, come meet your uncle Aycin.” Aycin held his hands out and so he made his way down the table, receiving rubs and kisses. “Little attention lover, isn’t he?” Aria laughed at Deagan’s words.

She wanted more, and I was more than willing to give it to her. Her skin was silky soft, scented gently with orange blossoms. She was pale, which told me she didnt often go out in the sun. She wasnt one for tanning beds, either, and I had to admit, that look had started to turn me off quite a few years ago. I breathed over the bud for a moment, scraped at it with my smooth chin, and finally, when her hips started to buck against mine, I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked at it with tight pressure. Her legs wrapped tightly around my hips, and I pushed myself down into her as a pang of pleasure tore through me.

Unable to resist the sweet taste mixed with masculine scent. "We're going there." Carlos pointed to a door near his desk. When desire can no longer be stopped. There was no need to ask Cecilia for approval, she had already carried and carried the girl there. Taking off the clothes covering Cecilia's upper body. Taking a quick sip at both ends of his wife's circles. Fast and passionate. So Cecilia squeezed her thick hair, venting her pleasure.

The little details she shared made me wonder if there was a deeper reason for her secrecy. The kiss we shared was warm, beautiful, passionate. But even when we pulled away, the enigma remained. It was both intriguing and depressing at the same time. Maybe she was hiding a scar? The thought saddened me; everyone had their own burdens, their own stories. The announcement for the crowning ceremony pulled us closer to the stage. The crowd cheered for the winners, who were of course Nina and Enzo. They had been the winners last year, too. Nina’s father rigged the system to make her win, despite her protests. I thought it was hilarious, though, and so did Enzo. Besides, they were graduating this y

A smirk forms into his lips knowing his presence affecting her. By reading her document he came to know her name was Isabella Watson also a fresh graduate with BBA. Bella. Her name sounds delicious on his tongue. He didn't think much and selected her right away. He concluded she would be the only one. He wants to have some more fun. So he asked her if she knew which post she was selected even though she knew. He just enjoyed her reaction as she answered meekly that she knew. He rounded his table and came near her ear only to whisper that she has to take care of everything as his secretary. She didn't get the double meaning behind his words. But her nape hair standing didn't go unnoticed by h

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.

he said smiling at me "We can just take it slow" ••••••••••The END•••••••••••• Thank you guys soo much for reading my book it means soo much to me. THERE IS A SEQUEL FOR SWEET CHOCOLATE!!! IT WILL BE COMING SOON PLEASE BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR IT