Novel & Cerita Hidden Desires Unspoken Words

☆ ☆ ☆ Whitney pov I got home and went in locking the door, I turned and almost screamed in fright when I saw Jack standing behind me smiling widely. "Uh Jack you scared me what are you doing here" I asked "To see you sugar plum" he said and kissed me softly on the lips. "Hmmmm what are you hiding behind your back" I asked staring at his hands that hidden at the back "Why will I hide what I got my girlfriend close your eyes " he said I smiled before closing my eyes. "Now stretch out your hands" he said, I did so and soon I felt something being placed on my hand. It was furry and felt warm like a living thing, I wonder what it is.

She opened her mouth to talk, but his words deprived her of that. "You obviously don't want people to know, so be rest assured. It's none of my business, anyway. I just hope you can stop all of your shameless attitude of trying to leech off me. Don't think you can ever get something from me, I am very stingy,"he advised. He realized that was the first time he had spoken too much in a sentence to her. " Just so you know, I was never interested in you. And I will appreciate it if you don't repeat this. Well, I know you won't even get in touch, unless you are really a shameless whore."

It took them awhile, but they managed to go through everything and pack up the useless stuff. Angel was in the office going through the desk while two of staff members were packing up the books inside when one of them went to grab another book and the whole shelf moved. Her father who had just been standing there looked at her oddly and she shrugged, she hadn’t known the room was there either. When they opened it, they found what appeared to be a secret office in what was intended to be a panic room. There was a lot of paperwork, financial information, a lot of things that didn’t make sense right off. Until Angel looked at it closer and saw the pattern. It turned out Kingsley hadn’t just bee

She continued sarcastically. Monica who was all dressed up for work was about to go when she heard her grandmother's voice. She has been listening to every conversation in the mansion because of fear; afraid that the words they say/said might be on the incident, and to Monica, it was as if they were trying to digged the truth she had buried; even when she hardly heard them talk about it. To Monica their words; even unspoken words, always seemed like they were talking or trying to talk about the evil she had done even when no one accused her of anything. No peace of mind?

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He insisted I crouch by the door to listen to their voices. "On October 6th was Xavier's birthday. I summoned the courage to tell him the truth, but he said he would only listen if I finished all the cream on the cake on the table. He knew I was allergic to cream and couldn't eat any." ... The notebook contained records of events from nearly four years. With every page I read, my body temperature dropped, and countless images flashed through my mind, like someone stabbing me with a knife, causing excruciating pain. It was him, the man I dreamed about, Xavier Quinn.

"I'm in love with you, Logan," the words hung in the air, heavy and pregnant with unspoken emotions. I had bared my heart, revealing a truth that had been concealed within the deepest recesses of my soul. It was a secret that I had held onto for so long, a sentiment that had quietly blossomed over time, and now it lay exposed in the open. The weight of those words seemed to hang in the room, the atmosphere thick with tension. I couldn't tear my gaze away from Logan, who remained silent, his eyes locked on mine. In that moment, his lack of response felt like an eternity, an unbearable silence that amplified my vulnerability.

*This is an expert from an unpublished book I have. I will be addig a few more of those scenes as well.* Destiny Listening to everything that was going on in the room, I knew exactly what she was doing. What I said to her last night was eating away at her and that is exactly what I wanted. Little did she know we were back together and she was never going to get him. All we needed to do was get her out of the picture for good, but boy was she being stubborn. Oh well, two can play that game. Hearing as things started to get intense, I stopped what I was doing and pressed my ear to the door. Smirking to myself as she kept getting turned down, made it even better. Waiting for her to leave the ro

To her, it was nothing more than a pretty and fragile mask, worn only to conceal the selfishness underneath. Still, she clung to a fragile hope that the secretary’s words weren’t true. She couldn’t afford any more complications, not now. And yet, no matter what she heard, no matter what ugly truths threatened to surface, Jessica remained the one person she cared for the most.

I forced myself to act like I didn't know anything and pushed open the door. The entire house was filled with a sticky, suffocating atmosphere. I made my way inside, hearing Nydia singing from the bathroom. Taking advantage of the moment, I dug out the hidden camera I had seen last time. I had no clue how to use these things. So, I hastily took a photo and searched online. But no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find an exact match. That was when it hit me—it wasn't just Nydia. There might be someone even bigger behind this.