Secret Affair Novel Pocket Fm Novels & Stories

My heart was still racing. I opened my notebook, the one hidden beneath my pillow and flipped to a fresh page. At the top, I wrote in capital letters: The Second Secret. Then, beneath it: Vanessa and Kyle are working together. Fraud through MorganTech. Secret accounts. Adrian’s money involved. My handwriting looked almost foreign to me, as if someone else had written it. My pulse refused to slow down. I transferred the photos from my phone to my laptop and encrypted them under a hidden folder labeled “Recipes.” It was almost poetic. No one ever looked there.

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♡

She knew she should be nervous, but all she had in mind was a disappointment as every imaginary butterfly left with all the excitement she was feeling previously. It wasn't a book. It was only disguised as a book. There were no pages. The smell was not of old paper. Right in front of her is a locked secret compartment. Sierra didn't have to open it to know what was inside, but with the pin on her hair, she still tried. The sweet dreams, the hope, all her plans. Everything starts to leave one by one as she holds saw the gun that was kept inside.

On a particular shelf was the writing "C’est un secret" She squinted and went closer. This is a French word meaning secrets. She sighed, being powerful has got a lot of secrets to keep and hide. She caught sight of a file with her name placed on Jace's desk. She squinted, a file? She remembered the signing she did on Attorney Jared Spike's request. Her curiosity took a hold on her courteousness and she went closer. She didn't see it well and walked over, standing behind the swivel chair and peeped into the file.

His assistant watched him warily as he circled one particular photo with a red marker Sienna, standing beside a charity director, beaming. They think they’ve won, Alec muttered. But they don’t know the real game hasn’t even started. What are you planning? the assistant asked, almost afraid to hear the answer. Something personal. Something unforgettable. He pulled out a manila envelope and slid it across the table. Inside were confidential documents sealed adoption papers, old family files, and a photograph of a much younger Sienna, crying in the back of a courtroom. Secrets, Alec said with a smirk. The kind that burn everything when they come to light.

It came in the form of an unexpected letter, delivered to our doorstep one sunny afternoon. Curiosity mingled with caution as I carefully opened the envelope, my heart quickening with anticipation. Inside, I found a single sheet of paper, its contents written in elegant script. The words that greeted me sent a chill down my spine. "Anna, I know your secret. The truth you've hidden from Victor. If you want to protect everything you hold dear, meet me at the old abandoned warehouse at midnight. Come alone." The words hung in the air, their weight heavy on my heart. A secret? What could this mysterious sender possibly know? My mind raced with possibilities, each one more unsettling than the las

Replay to when she was approaching his office that fateful day, she was about to turn the doorknob when she heard the cocking sounds of heels hitting the floor and muffled sounds like a couple in bed. How brazen of them. Even their sounds could be heard when a person came close to the door. She took the instinct to peep first. And she saw a gory site. The bitch secretary had her butt pressed to her husband’s bulge. She was grinding on him and he supported her hips firmly with his hand. They had begun to undress and fondle each other’s body parts in rough eagerness to fuck. Mrs James held her mouth so she wouldn’t scream. The one who also muffled a scream was the secretary. She remembered her

I walked toward my wedding carrying a key to a dead man’s truth. It was hidden against my skin beneath the soft fall of my dress, tucked inside a tiny satin pocket Beth had sewn into the lining with shaking hands and vicious concentration. The key was so small I should not have felt it with every step. I did. It rested near my hip like a secret heartbeat.

The bus drove up and it was dead silent in the van except for a few rumblings from the kids and the silence was deafening. "Hey guys..." she said excitedly. All of them got out of the van and gave her hugs and love and the brothers just stared at me. "What the fuck is he doing her littles?" Eli yelled. Littles is her nickname. She stood in front of Eli. "Eli - we have a lot to talk about and we can do it inside. Not out here in the open where all the neighbors can see. Ladies - the guards will take your luggage to the house across the street we have for visitors. The kids can share the playroom downstairs to sleep in." she stated gracefully and turning to go inside with her brothers. I was t

She nodded and slowly picked her phone walking past Daylan who closed his eyes exhaling the sweet fragrance of her perfume. One hour later they reached her apartment and walked into her room, straight to her closet where two policemen were opening a secret door. Faye couldn't believe Ameerah had a secret door or room despite the numerous times she had visited her or even slept over with Maya in the name of girls night out. The policemen were able to successfully open the door and Daylan with Anthony walked in, their eyes went wild as they starred around the small room. "Oh! My! God!" Daylan and Anthony said at the same time.