Gentleman Secret Novels & Stories

A few of the women on the street are ogling at the man, admiring his Greek God like beauty. “Is he a model?” One woman whispers. “I’ve never seen him before.” “He’s so hot!” The man is nonchalant as he hands the key to the valet to park the car. His steps are quiet and he walks with an arrogance. Yet, everything about him screams elegance and there’s a hint of pride in him which is incomparable. His dark eyes are covered with a stylish pair of sunglasses and following him is a group of guards. A skinny man in his early thirties rushes towards him. His name is Jeremy Richards and he’s the company secretary.

Richard said slyly. -"It's not our decision to make, Richard." Alexander contradicted. -"Think about it. You can kill two birds with one stone. First you will save the Gamma of an unworthy mate and second you will manage to keep your relationship with Electra secret" -"I do not need to keep my relationship a secret from anyone..." Αlexander said proudly. -"Even from Bartholomew?" Richard asked slyly. -"I am not afraid of him...if that is what you're implying....."

Before I could even speak, I felt a pair of lips on mine as I felt a hand wrap around my waist. “God I missed you.” I said breathless as we pulled from the kiss. “I missed you too.” He said as he moved a strand of hair off my face. “Why can't you just dump her so we don't have to sneak around like this?” I spoke softly as my voice became sad. “I plan on ending it tonight.” He smiled and he moved his hand up my thigh and under my dress, making me gasp. “Mike...” I moaned as he slipped his hand in my underwear and into my vagina. “...not here...” I bit my lip trying to contain the moan that was about to escape.

I said with a soft smile, holding out my hand. He took it firmly, still gawking. “The pleasure is all mine, Scarlett. But wow, you nearly gave me a heart attack. If anyone else had walked in here, I would’ve fainted. My poor heart can’t take it.” Sienna giggled again. “Please, Maxwell. This needs to stay a secret. I really don’t want people knowing about this.” Maxwell pressed his hand to his chest like he was swearing an oath. “My lips are sealed. And I’ll make sure my staff keeps this to themselves. This secret goes nowhere. You have my word.”

‘Connor isn't worth it,’ I tried to tell myself, but it wasn’t easy to believe, because he’s someone I loved for four years of my life, a worthless piece of shit I’d given everything to. Large hands grab my face to stare into deep green eyes, immediately taking my mind off how I got myself in this situation and the disturbing and painful thoughts about Connor. He is a dark figure of a man, big and powerful, who I was scared to approach in the first place, because I thought he'd reject me before I got a word in, but to my surprise, he listened to me with a sexy smirk while sipping on his drink, then agreed to the dare with a dangerous smile that sent a sensation through my body. He is a man s

A single line of text accompanied a blurred screenshot of security footage from the Loungefield Hotel gala three years ago, of a tall man in a tux guiding a younger blonde woman toward the elevators, his hand possessive at the small of her back. The message read: Careful who you trust with your secrets. Some fathers have more to hide than others. My blood ran cold. I looked up just as Rhys descended the grand staircase, freshly showered, dressed in a crisp button-down that stretched across his shoulders. His eyes met mine across the foyer.

Only when I spotted the closed door did I heave a sigh of relief. After that, I quickly dug out the note from the hidden pocket of my coat. A few words were scrawled on the piece of paper. "Quick, escape! Danger!" My heart skipped a beat out of horror. I quickly tore the note into pieces before stuffing it back into the hidden pocket. Then, I pulled out my phone and tapped on a WhatsApp chat box before typing out a message. I made sure to send the coordinates of my location too. When everything was done, I deleted the chat history immediately before placing my phone and my coat in their original positions. Finally, I sighed in relief.

Story 8: The Secretary’s Secret Sophia stood naked and trembling in the center of the luxurious office, her pussy still dripping and throbbing from Mr. Voss’s earlier pounding. Elena had just entered, locking the door with a soft, final click. Mr. Voss leaned back in his chair, stroking his thick, glistening cock slowly. “Sophia, go stand near the side table. Spread your legs wide. Feet apart. Hands behind your back. You will watch everything. You will not touch yourself. Not even once. If you do, you’re fired immediately.”

My husband, Miles Connell, turned his study into a gaming room, kept it locked for three years, and refused to let anyone in. Yet whenever I brought friends home, he eagerly ushered them inside. After leaving the room, my best friend, Zoe Schmich, blocked me. “From now on, we’re no longer best friends.” My business partner, Erin Zappone, slapped me across the face when she emerged. “Our partnership is over!” I asked Miles what exactly he had said to them in the gaming room, but he merely waved me off and insisted he had nothing to do with it. Dad refused to believe any of it, so he picked the lock and went inside while Miles was away on a business trip. The moment he came out, he grabb

He lifted some of the clothes and found two boxes beneath those clothes. He hesitated for a moment but stretched his hand towards the boxes and picked one of them, "The Intima Cut, the best Menstrual Cup", he read it written on the box, he was confused for a second but realization suddenly hit him and the box fell from his hand in utter horror. He reflexively looked at Maria but saw her in her deep sleep and he sighed in relief. He took the box from the floor and kept it in its original place and locked the cupboard, placing the key back on the table.