Perfect Secret Love Novels & Stories

I glanced at him and noticed the lipstick stain on his collar and the scratch marks on his neck. Suddenly, I wasn't hungry anymore. I set the plate down. "You never told me you already prepared something." Sebastian said nothing. He simply looked down and froze. Then, he grabbed my hand and asked, "Where's the ring? You haven't taken it off in ten years." I pulled my hand away and glanced at the faint mark on my ring finger. "It must've fallen off." In truth, I'd buried that ring—the one Sebastian gave me when he was 22, brimming with love—deep in the mountains.

one of them said. Expensive suits, unexplainably powerful aura, document in hand—okay? “Please, hurry up. We have 20 minutes max” “Isn't that Duncan Stones?” His face suddenly ringed a bell as soon as Lucy mentioned his name. That's the wealthy bachelor, right? “S…Sure, please have a seat” I immediately pulled Lucy into the backroom, closing the door shut behind us. “That's the famous bachelor, right?” “The one who currently broke up with that actress, yes” she affirmed

I knew it was the last time I’d be here. I headed straight for Henry’s room, my mind set on taking only his most valuable things. The room was a disaster. Derek had torn it apart, searching for documents he thought I’d hidden. The only thing left untouched was the portrait on the side drawer. It was a picture of me, Henry, and Derek—us smiling, everything looking perfect. But that was a lie, wasn’t it? Everything I thought I had with Derek was built on deceit and manipulation.

A problem shared is a problem solved so don't be afraid to tell me anything”. Gabby saw the curiosity in her mother's eyes. She thought of still hiding it away from her mother, but it was impossible because her mother was getting closer to knowing the secret to her tears, so she decided to open up to her mother. Her mother looked at her with a different look with the eagerness to know about her precious daughter. She nodded to her to signal to speak up. So Gabby took a deep breath to explain everything to her and the difficulty why she was crying.

I let my guard fall, letting him pull my shorts down and lift me onto the mattress. He made love to me that night with a slow, agonizing passion that made tears sting the corners of my eyes. Every single deep, heavy thrust felt like a silent plea. It felt like he was trying to physically claim my body, trying to reassure me through the darkness that I was the only girl he truly belonged to. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, burying my face in his neck, crying silently as our bodies moved together in the quiet room. But even as he finally groaned out my name, his body stiffening as he came deep inside me, I couldn't shake the terrifying, heavy feeling that our secret was unraveling

I shake in sadness and feel his hand grip mine tighter. His sigh is long and hard. Like he had been holding his breath for hours. “So, you no longer care for the boy?” He questions. “No, I am in love with you. I am mated to you, and I will not let anyone stand in the way of that.” I am more confident than I have ever been in my life. “That is wonderful to hear. I do know what happened and how your feelings were toward him. Thank you for being honest with me about it, though. That means a lot to me.” “I will tell you whatever it is that you need to know or want to know. I am not going to hide anything from you. Well, almost nothing I will hide from you.” “Almost nothing?” He lifts his eyebrow

Even until now. Love is truly blind. Love is intense. And when you met the right person who could make your heart beat again, you should hold him tight and never let him go. There’s only one—the right one for you. And mine is Percival Edmund Matthews. “Sweetheart?” I blinked. “Percie?” “You’ve been staring at me for a whole minute.” “Just the whole minute?” His face broke into a huge smile. “I love you.”

She’d asked twice already on the drive out of the city, and both times he’d only smiled and squeezed her hand. “Somewhere special. It’s a secret for a little longer.” He reached over the center console, lacing his calloused, work-roughened fingers through hers, and lifted her knuckles to his lips for three slow, soft kisses—their secret code for I love you, the same one they’d made up at twelve, hiding from her dad in the Malaya Village mango orchard.

LOCATION: VAULT-7 SERVER BACKUP – 15 MILES UNDERGROUND TIME: UNKNOWN A single file blinked on a hidden drive. Unlisted. Unattached. Untouched by the wipe. > FILE: HER ACCESS: LOCKED AUTHORITY KEY: L.V. The screen pulsed. Waiting. Watching. Because no system deletes a ghost completely. Not when love is still looking for her. LOCATION: SAFEHOUSE – LUCIFER ROOM (UNDERGROUND SUITE) TIME: 8:04 a.m. She sat cross-legged on the bare mattress, one hand pressed to her chest.

I whispered, surrendering to the inevitable pull of our connection. “What if someone smells my arousal on you and finds out about us?” Henry’s voice was filled with concern, but his eyes still burned with desire. “They won’t,” I replied, tracing my fingers along his jawline. “My Alpha smell is too strong for anyone else to detect anything out of the ordinary.” Henry’s worry faded as he leaned in to capture my lips in a hungry kiss, lost in the intensity of our forbidden love. “No one has found what happened between us,” I murmured against his lips, his hands pulling me closer. “It will just be a dirty little secret of us, hidden away from prying eyes and wagging tongues.” Henry’s breath hitc