Secret Affair Novel Pocket Fm นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Books here looked read, touched. The air smelled faintly of old paper and something metallic beneath it. He moved to a painting on the far wall and slid it aside, revealing a recessed safe hidden behind it. My heart thudded painfully. “You’ve been keeping secrets from me,” I said quietly. “Yes,” he replied without turning. “And this is one of them.” The safe clicked open with a soft mechanical sound. He reached inside and withdrew a single item—thin, flat, protected inside a clear plastic sleeve.

Back in the States, the scent of the new Secret Magazine was everywhere—literally. It wasn't just on the racks; it was the only thing the pack was howling about. I could catch snatches of conversation in every coffee shop and subway station: “Did you see the new Secret? That cover... it’s haunting.” “I was going to grab the latest Fine Figures, but I couldn't take my eyes off this one.” “Wait, Secret? That rag hasn't had a relevant scent in years. They wouldn't know high fashion if it bit them.”

With a skirt this short, anyone walking behind me would easily see them. I continued unpacking: black high-heeled shoes, and a black suit jacket that was big enough to wear but clearly not designed to hide much of my chest. I thought the bag was empty and started to put it away when I heard something shift inside. I reached in and found two more items. The first was a pair of glasses. I didn’t wear glasses, but when I slipped them on, I saw they were plain lenses, obviously meant to enhance the slutty secretary look. The second item made me pause, a black rubber butt plug, two inches wide and five inches long.

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.

She might do something drastic if she knew. "Li, please you must keep it a secret. I have to gather dirt on Alex first and also look for a way to oppose father before I act." ... RAIN My attention shifted from the documents I was reading as my office door swung open. Aaron walked in looking like a wounded beast. Narrowing my eyes, I trailed his movement until he took the seat opposite me. "Did someone replace your skincare with shit. Why do you have that look?" He heaved a sigh and his scowl deepened.

He swallowed, suddenly too aware of the unrelieved hardness pressing against the seam of his pants. “You’re late.” Aiden’s voice was cool, composed, but not surprised. Julian smirked weakly, aiming for nonchalance. “Traffic,” he lied, dropping into the seat opposite the desk. Aiden’s eyes flicked up, sharp as glass. For the briefest second, barely a flicker, they dipped lower, to Julian’s lap. Julian caught it. His stomach twisted, blood surging south. Aiden stiffened almost imperceptibly, then looked back at his notes as if nothing had happened.

“I asked about her and you!” Kaluna’s index finger pointed clearly at Rara who stood not far from him and Dewa. “Answer!” snapped Kaluna when Dewa remained stunned. “Today we’re supposed to be celebrating one year of our relationship, but you’re... celebrating by cheating on my friend?” To Kaluna’s astonishment, neither Dewa nor Rara denied her accusation at all. Did that mean the two of them had really been in a secret relationship behind her back? “You better be honest, Dewa.” Rara ventured to speak up.

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.

Gina said with her mouth full. Selena looked at her with a confused face. "Have you been reading more of those books?" She was referring to the books on Gina's desk that had weird titles like "How to properly unlock the door without the key." , "Speak like a smarty pants!" , "Who are you? I am the ugly world?" , "Books for people who are cops." And other titles. Selena didn't even want to think of how silly the contents were. Who on earth even wrote those books and where did Gina even get them?

“You’re not wrong.” As we made our way downstairs, Liam handed Emma an envelope. She blinked at it. “What’s this?” “Just something to thank you for taking care of Alex.” Emma opened it and let out a low whistle. “Damn. You trying to buy my silence or something?” Liam smirked. “Just a thank you.” She arched an eyebrow but didn’t argue. Instead, she pulled Liam aside, voice dropping. “No more secrets, Liam.” Liam’s smirk faded.