Novel & Cerita My Little Secret Book

Ellen had sent something instead. It was written boldly; I DON'T CARE IF YOU KILL ME, LARRY, BUT REMEMBER I STILL HAVE YOUR DEEPEST SECRET. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT… DYLAN! "What's this?" Chloe thought. Before she could blink her eyes, Ellen sent another; Prank message, girl! Did you fall for that? Lol. Please, can you delete the message from your side? I might get in trouble if the CEO finds out. Thank you. I'm going to send the schedule right away!

It was at the playground, when she’d come to pick up Lisa–the extra cute little girl I’d instantly fallen in love with the moment I laid eyes on her. “Of course I do. How‘s little Lisa?” “She’s good. And she won’t stop talking about you.” “She’s a nice kid.” I admitted, “She is,” Rose agreed, before her gaze shifted to the book in my hands. “Interesting selection,” she commented, with a small smile and I looked down at the book I'd picked. ‘Beginners Guide; How to Ruin a Man in Bed.’ Out of all the books in the library, I just had to pick this one. Heat rose to my cheeks—good thing it was hidden beneath the curtain of my hair.

Benton asks. "You will never find out how good I taste," I say to him. Benton licks my neck. "Oh Reese, you bitch, I already know what your pussy tastes like. I know how you liked to be fucked, i know every little thing about you. I know all of your dirty little secrets. I know what a fucking whore you are," Benton says to me.

Clarissa's breathing was getting heavier now, her warm breaths falling across my legs. Help! I screamed silently inside my head. Someone, please help me. It felt like my mind had been torn in two. A voice inside me was desperately trying to keep me quiet, completely lost in the pleasure of the moment. Then suddenly, her hand left me. I heard soft rustling sounds. My heart jumped straight into my throat. A second later, something hot and wet wrapped around me. Was that her… My breath caught. Even without seeing it, the warmth and slick sensation sent a shiver through my entire body.

After Peter sent three big gifts, Sadie said yes, excited. She told him they could meet at the music festival at the end of the month, where she was studying at the music academy. I got a chill, feeling like something bad was going to happen. A popularity list came out before the music festival. Carl was third, and his girlfriend Sadie, known for her beauty and sweet voice, was second. The top spot went to Hank Morgan, a star student from Future Tech University. I was fourth. People were curious to see me, the girl with the not-so-pretty face, without any tricks to hide behind.

Sadly, right then we heard a car pull into the driveway so she slid the magazine under her mattress and we put the books under a bunch of other stuff in her closet. The next day the weather was better and we were in my yard swimming and laying in the sun. I asked her if she had seen what the books were like, she had looked through a few then got involved in reading one and returned the others to the closet. Feeling bold and even a bit aroused I asked her if she ever followed through with the magazine. After a pinky swear to keep it secret she told me she had, and then again this morning! I admitted I had fallen asleep thinking about what we saw and some of the letters we'd read after I had "

She kept her tone light, but her gut was doing flips. Christina didn’t answer right away. Instead, she pulled a small object from the folds of her blanket and set it on the table with the kind of care usually reserved for live grenades. It was a book, small and battered, the kind of thing that might get lost in a flea market bargain bin—if you didn’t look too closely at the cover. Leila leaned in. The leather was cracked, the pages yellowed like they’d been left out in the sun for a century too long. Stamped into the cover was a symbol: an eye inside a triangle, surrounded by curling, intricate lines that almost seemed alive.

" Angela got up from her seat and saluted with a slight bow. "She's the director's new secretary," Jessy explained. "A new secretary? Duh, even though I only have one secretary, this isn't fair," Calvin complained. "You want to meet the director?" she asked. "Yeah, I'll just come in," Calvin said. "But, Miss New Secretary, your face seems familiar. Have we met before?" he asked. "Eh?" As far as Angela knew, she had never met Calvin before except during the quarterly meetings. "Ah, yes, I remember. You are a stalker, girl!" Calvin exclaimed.

There won’t be anything serious, nothing serious at all. I trust you, Ansh. I trust you. Making sure not to make any noise, I walked inside the gates of the warehouse. It took a few seconds for my vision to adjust to the low lights around the area. There were no workers, nothing, just silence and lots of clothes, bags, shoes, and appliances. I licked my lips as I read the name on the board near the door. “Adaa enterprises,” it read. I knew my Ansh couldn’t do anything wrong. He left that life for me, he left everything for me. I made no mistake in choosing him.

Silence follows. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. "Let's get you out of here," Lou murmurs, leading me to the car. Later, in the backseat, I stare at my phone, heart hammering as I read the headline from 'The Campus Scoop': ‘Monroe’s Millions Can’t Buy Loyalty: Heiress Dumped for Boyfriend’s Secret Gay Affair.’ Oh. My. God. My grip tightens on the phone. "Fuck!"