Milton's Secret Novels & Stories

Once he finished speaking, I asked a single sentence in a light voice. "Is that all?" The other end fell silent for a brief moment, then his voice turned cheerful. "That's all for now. It's Mandy's first time going abroad. I'm afraid she won't be used to it, so look after her a bit more." I suddenly felt it was ironic. Turns out, he was capable of remembering everything, but nothing concerning me. After five years together, he didn't know that milk gave me a stomachache and that I was allergic to mangoes. He knew even less that I had to draw the curtains tightly to sleep and couldn't stand heavy perfume scents.

"I was beginning to think you'd stood me up." Lydia rolled her eyes but took her seat. Mikhail poured her a drink. "Let’s skip the pretense. What do you really want?" she asked. His smirk widened. "To keep Clinton’s secrets. If you marry me, that is." Lydia’s stomach twisted. "And how do you know he’s behind all this and the kidnapping, attempted murder?” Mikhail raised his hands in mock surrender. "I don’t have to be sure," he said, laughing. "I just need to drop the files at the police station. They’ll find out on their own."

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" Sebastian raised a brow. He did not expect him to give in so early. Before, he did not open his mouth even when they electrocuted him. Maybe he really wanted to die. ''Where the f**k is he?" Sebastian was having a hard time controlling himself. "In Milan. He has a secret hideout near the harbour. There is a restaurant which is in disguise. But there is a secret passageway. The restaurant is partitioned into two parts. I don't know what the password is. However, this is where you can find Mikhail." He spat out the whole information. Sebastian signalled the man who was holding the instrument around his finger and, without hesitation, he applied pressure on it. Once again, the earth-shatterin

Each day, there was a short period called ‘private time’ that both Martin and Celine could do anything they wanted without another person’s presence. The time ranged from just one hour to three to four hours. Celine used it to call her friends or surf the internet. And Martin continued his reading hobby, checking emails and buying groceries. Or he tried to get in touch with his best friend who was hiding somewhere far and away. After Celine went into the bedroom to call her friends, he got out the spare phone he had secretly bought. Martin got into a small empty storage room inside the villa to ensure there was no wiretap, any hidden camera, or microphone. One could never be too careful.

Gerald then looked at her closely and tried to give her secret through just a glance but apparently Emily still didn't understand either. "So, that's the first explanation, but I'm sure if you have guessed the next secret which is quite big even in my opinion," Gerald muttered at once. Hearing this, Emily didn't understand. Oh, what riddle is this again? "Umm, I'm not good at guessing. So what?" she asked then. You can see the man staring at all the sides that are around them at this time. After Gerald felt safe, he immediately drew closer to Emily. "I.. gay," Gerald answered then and immediately Emily was silent for a moment. Ah, so it seems the secret is...

He didn't mind what anyone would say and for this reason, he'd called Michelle along to put a stop to their charade but she would not claiming that she was seriously in love with him whereas Milton knew very well that it was all a lie-the lie his parents fail to see. He arrived at her parents' home, got down from the car and pulled her out from the seat. Through the drive, she'd ranted on and on but it seems that Milton did not even hear a thing. The image of Jamie waiting for him back there occupied his mind, pushing everything and everyone out of it as if it was its territory.

"That's him. He broke the law, hit the guy's car, and demanded money. But it turns out that he was driving a car that wasn't even his." "Yeah, he's a real piece of work! He stole that other man's wife and was accused of stealing the supercar!" The noise nearly swallowed Saul and Hazel whole. With the facts laid out, the officers escorted both of them to their patrol cars for questioning. I glanced down at my phone. As expected, the story had already blown up online. The number one trending topic read: "Milton Group GM Cheating Scandal."

My mind went completely blank. The realization hit like a bolt of lightning. My face burned with shame and panic, but underneath it all, there was a strange, dangerous thrill I couldn't ignore. Common sense told me I should shout and stop her immediately. But another voice in my head said no. Clarissa clearly thought I was just some kind of display toy. If she suddenly realized the truth, how would either of us ever face each other again? We lived on the same street. It wasn't like we could just pretend the other didn't exist.