Seceret Class Novels & Stories

How could I afford an annulment that cost almost a million? I noticed Elena grimacing at me and signaling as she looked behind me. When I turned, I saw Ares entering the coffee shop where we were, his gaze fixed on me. I felt a rush of nerves at the intensity of his stare. He didn't smile—this was serious. Was this the feeling of having a secret kept from you? I couldn't bear this for much longer... As Ares approached, he briefly looked at Elena before turning his attention to me. His face was stern, making my chest tighten even more.

"It's not them that want it secret, but I do. I'm not ready to get the spotlight, so I asked them not to say anything for the time being." Jenny narrowed her eyes at her. "You're weird. People usually flaunt their marriage, especially if they're married to billionaires. But you're the opposite." Anna could only let out a chuckle. It didn't bother her at all to find her accusations. "That's what makes me different from them." They talked for the next few minutes. It eased her mind because Anna could speak freely to Jenny. It turned out that having no secret was better than hiding it. But she didn't regret doing it, given her circumstances.

I removed the scowl on my face before facing Alyssa. “Good morning gentlemen, you’re welcome to this yearly gathering and my boss is delighted you could make it.” she said and the men clapped. Glad indeed. “We’ll all get straight to business since I don’t want to take much of your time.” she walked forward to the big projector in the room carrying her laptop and all the men eyes followed every of her movements. It is unclear to me why I am getting all worked up because some men are staring at my secretary with lust, yes, maybe because she is my secretary. She opened her laptop and some diagrams or pictures showed on the projector, she started explaining some things on it while the men gave h

He dropped me an ex convict file. Stella Derulo. " There was a woman who came to see Jade..." He started. " Stella Derulo, she served with Jade Shipman at the same correctional facility." " And?" " Jade Shipman's child, the person who reported his child abuse is this woman. Three days ago, Gracie who lives together with Jade went and got the CCTV footage,which was at the location nearby the bakery." He continues. " Bakery? When?" I said flipping through her file.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

Names that appeared for six months, then vanished into a clerk’s shrug. Sean’s pencil was an instrument, not a fidget. He circled dates, drew arrows between initials that repeated across departments. “This one—H.K.—signs off on ammo requisitions and rail clearances. H. Koerner? Kappel? Doesn’t matter yet.” “Geheimhaltungsstufe,” Silvia murmured, tapping a stamp. “Secrecy level. Tier three. You didn’t get that for experimental boots.” Terry mimed a rifle. “Long grey thing—pew pew—”

The air smelled of damp earth and night-blooming jasmine. “Your mom,” I said quietly. “She had an affair. With someone named Robert. Do you know who he is?” Kai’s face went blank—dangerously blank. “Put them back where you found them.” “But—” “Alex.” His voice was steel. “Some secrets are better left buried. For her sake. For all our sakes.” I nodded, but the parallel sat heavy in my chest. Hidden love. Lies. Risk. Was that all we were?

No more secrets, no more waiting. Just like Sebastian was in the office, my man was too. Dave wasn’t just successful…he is mine. Wholeheartedly, truly, proudly mine. And nothing else mattered.

I said finally, as Joseph packed up his wedding notebooks back into the filing shelves. “Actually, there was another reason I wanted to talk to you here today.” joseph said slowly, glancing behind us like he was worried someone else might have wandered into the shop despite the Closed sign posted on the back of the door. “What is it?” “Follow me,” he said, waving me on. I remembered the route taking us to the secret office space behind the shop, where we had met before with Caleb as well. When Joseph sat down and logged into his computer, the several monitor screens all exploded into light, revealing a series of documents and images with CLASSIFIED watermarks printed across them.

“You keep secrets more than the CIA, but you want to be one to judge.” “So you admit that you’re keeping secrets?” I asked him, taking a few steps close to him. His face got a bit flustered for a few seconds before he replied, “So YOU admit that you’re keeping secrets? Because you have not said a thing about the deleted clip yet.” “Because that is not what we’re discussing!” Oh my god! This man was getting on my nerves. I should just tell him about it, I should just tell him about the folder and have him speechless.