Secret Arangements Novels & Stories

Even Amara cringed at her choice of words, but for some reason, she felt like there was no better way to describe what they had. “Hooking up? Meaning???” Cally’s eyes went wide, and Amara smirked. “Yeah, you don’t have to say it. Look, what we have was supposed to be a secret—and stay a secret forever. I don’t even know why it’s suddenly out now.” “Honestly, I don’t mind as long as you’re careful. Yeah, no relationship, but if you keep this up…” Cally paused, looking at her with concern.

My chest constricted at what I saw. Dozens of entries, including names of informants paid in secret, supply shortages redirected for personal use, and allocations moved to fictitious locations, were hidden among the neat handwriting. A few of the entries were from years ago.receipts. seals. signatures. Unquestionably, all of it. "Everything changes because of this," I muttered. Lira gave one nod. She said in a low voice, "I'm not as brave as Halric." "But perhaps this will be useful."

Seeing the misunderstanding and wanting- no needing- to keep it from escalating, he added, "Haven't added another secretary since you left. Finbarr does everything around here. My only secretary is you." Isabella remembered those three years she had worked as his secretary and narrowed her eyes, "Couldn't possibly be easy to report to you about your girlfriends and such." "There aren't any girlfriends, Isabella." "Hmm." "Bella…" but whatever he had to say was interrupted by the woman who had knocked, irritating Ronan. Why was he being disturbed at such a time? Seeing his frustration, Isabella shook her head, "Let Maeve come in. I'll hide." Ronan wrinkled his brows, "Hide? What for? You said

“I just try to stay steady for you, because I know what happens to both of us if neither of us does.” She leaned into me then, and I held her there in the study, the ledger page still glowing faintly on the screen behind us, twenty-two years of buried arrangement staring back at us with no explanation attached yet, only the shape of one more secret waiting to be understood. “We should call Marcus,” she said eventually, though she didn’t move. “In a minute,” I said. “Let’s just have the minute first.”

"You keep working on those details. If you pull this off, you won't need to announce your name. Everyone will be screaming it for you." He left her to her work, but as he walked back into the living room, he pulled out his private phone. He had a lot of secret arrangements to make. The partnership between the Shadow Director and the hidden king of jewelry was about to begin, and the world had no idea what was coming.

Vince asks as Lester gives him a cheeky grin. “Something my assistant is going to help me with” Lester smiles. “This is top secret; you can’t even tell Tiffany what we are about to do” he adds, opening the envelope and pulling out the piece of paper inside to reveal its contents. Vince’s eyes grow wide when he reads what was on the paper. “What do you need me to do?” he asks, smiling he gets to help Lester with revealing the sex of the baby.

“Fine.” I pull on my tie and he follows me through the doors. I see the press room and realize I have to talk to them for a minute; I check my appearance with a glance before entering the room. It’s quick and I answer some questions much less conversationally than ever before. Soon I’m going to my car. Gabe steps in with a nod as I leave the room and I smile grimly at him. I owe this man a lot for keeping my secret this long. Andrew finds out where Delilah is and follows me to the house, jumping out of his car to walk to the door with me.

And it was from them that rumors were usually created. "I can't agree no more. And you can't change anything for that." "Exactly. I'd rather work with you or others than with them. And the party would be the best way to announce it." Then silence. Although Jenny agreed with what Anna said, something still puzzled her. "Why did you agree to a secret marriage with him?" Anna showed her surprise before smiling understandingly at her. "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."

"As in... the Stormbournes?" I could practically see the gears grinding in Tasha’s head. She looked at me, then at Aria, then back at me. I could see her mental board spinning a web of rumors: The secret wife. The hidden marriage. The messy divorce. I could almost hear her brain typing out the headline: Billionaire’s Madam Works as Low-Level Secretary to Escape Scandal. Gilroy turned to me, his face shifting from "furious CEO" to "terrified subordinate." He cleared his throat and stepped toward Aria, his tone dripping with deference.

The sudden sound nearly made her jump. ---------------------------------------- At that exact moment, hundreds of miles away, Arsen Vale abruptly stopped speaking. A boardroom full of executives fell silent. Arsen's eyes dropped toward his phone. A security alert. The notification appeared on his screen. AUTHORIZED OFFICE ENTRY. SECRET ACCESS ACTIVATED. SUBLEVEL DOOR OPEN. For the first time in the meeting, Arsen's expression changed. Completely. Every executive immediately noticed. David, seated nearby, noticed too. Because he had never seen that particular look before.