My Secret Affection 소설 & 이야기

"But apparently even that's too much." "It's not about what I want. It's about what's wise." He stopped in front of a door marked 3F, pulling a keycard from his pocket. "Being affectionate in public will only cause complications. Questions. Gossip. My father doesn't know about the mate bond yet, and until I figure out how to tell him without it becoming a political disaster..." "I'm a secret," I finished. "Got it." "That's not what I said." "It's what you meant."

Finally, he pulled out and turned me around, kissing me deeply. “I’m obsessed,” he confessed against my lips, voice rough. “I’ve wanted you for so long. This is dangerous… but I can’t give you up. Not now.” I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Good. Because I’m not letting you go either. Mom will never know. This is our secret.” We spent the rest of the morning cleaning up the desk… only to fuck again on it twenty minutes later. The affair had officially begun.

I said curtly, turning my attention to her, “what do you really want from me?” Her lips curved into a sly smile, her gaze flickering to Alex for a moment before locking onto mine. “I want both of you, Liam. I want to be part of your world and every part of it.” Her voice dropped to a near whisper, dripping with intent. “He can be your hidden secret. On top of the secret you’re already hiding.” The words were like a shot of adrenaline straight to my chest, but it was the photograph she slid across the table that made my blood run cold. My breath hitched when I stared down at the image. A picture of me mid-shift, caught in a blur of fur and claws.

Everything is done. No one knows this secret of mine. I have a deep secret: I am addicted to sex to the point that I cannot even sleep without releasing my liquid. The perfect model is none other than Celestine. I found in her everything I sought in different women. She is the only one who drove me this mad and obsessed. It might be difficult because I know there will be no love in return from her. It would be one-sided love. But I don’t fucking care about that so-called “love.” I need her and I need her body. That’s all. I was about to board the chopper when I saw someone.

I had been secretly dating my brother’s best friend, the heir to the Moretti family, for seven years, and I was planning to propose to him at the family banquet. Following his location, I found him at a drinking party, only to overhear their laughter through a crack in the private room door. “Vito, your Cinderella is back. What are you planning to do with the little stand-in?” The room fell silent for a few seconds. Then another underboss sneered. “Vito’s got some nerve. You even dared to touch the most beloved princess of the current Sicilian Mafia Don. Now that you’ve had your fill of sweetness, Lucia has come back…” “She left so heartlessly back then. She deserved to be pissed off with a

“I know. It would break him. But I’m not sure I can give you up anymore.” The confession hung between them, heavy and real. For the first time, the fantasy of their secret affair collided with the terrifying possibility of reality. That night, after everyone had gone to bed, Draven came to her room again. This time, it was slower. More emotional. He took his time undressing her, kissing every inch of skin he revealed. When he finally slid inside her, they moved together like they had all the time in the world. “I love you,” he whispered as he came deep inside her, the words slipping out like a prayer.

“You’re going to break so beautifully for me. I can’t stop thinking about how you looked riding my knot, tears in your eyes while your pussy milked me dry. I’m going to uncover every secret you’re hiding, Seraphina. And when I do, I’m going to chain you to my bed until you admit you belong to me.” The curiosity burned hotter than the arousal. What would he find when his investigation deepened? How would he react when pieces of Elara’s ghost started appearing in Seraphina’s life? Would his obsession turn darker… or would it make him even more dangerously possessive? I released his wrist but didn’t move away. The forced proximity in the private jet had turned the space into a pressure cooker o

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

He couldn't understand why she would do something. "I guess not everyone is as they seem, right?" Sophie said as she walked in with David. ********* To everyone of you that came so far with me, I want to take this moment to thank you all. You have been a source of inspiration to me, pushing me to my very best. Thank you all so much. Finally, Secret Love is coming to an end. 2 more chapters to go!!!🤗🤗 Check out my other story; Fading Scars: Scars of the past on W******l. I'm sure you'll love it. Thank you once again. See y'all in the next update.

Stuck in the small space and practically in the dark, I realized that my feelings for my secretary were much bigger and deeper than a simple passing infatuation. — Ciliegia dolce, you are very forward. — I gasped, putting both hands on her waist and pulling her against me in one swift movement. In response, Carina moaned softly and pulled back her torso, looking up at me with those burning chocolate eyes and dilated pupils. — Miss Fernandes, you have no idea how much I want to make you mine right now. — I confessed, trembling with desire, and my voice was very husky.