Secret Arangments Novels & Stories

"What?" "You are the first secretary I've hired. I don't like secretaries working for me!" Aryan said. He wasn't lying though. This company is only a cover up for the real business that he did. And he didn't have many people that he trust. In fact besides Dave, the only other person he trusted is Lucas. He can't have someone that he doesn't trust working so closely to him. What if his secretary figures out something and sells the information to one of his enemies? Aryan Seagrave is a man who has a lot of enemies. And one small mistake will cost not just his life but the lives of thousand other people. He definitely can't take that risk.

I had been able to see the labels above people's heads ever since I was little. When I was three, my grandpa held a family dinner at his house. Dad showed up with his secretary, Vivian Clarke. The moment she walked through the door, she went straight to Mom's seat. She rubbed her lower back and smiled sweetly. "Mrs. Lincoln, I hope you don't mind. Mr. Lincoln and I have been working on a project all day, and we're exhausted." I looked around the room. Above Eric's head was a glaring label. "Cheater." Above Mom's head was a dull gray label. "Loser." And above Vivian's head was a brightly shining label. "Ultimate gold digger." I immediately tugged on Eric's sleeve and asked loudly, "Dad, what

The meeting point felt exposed, every gust carrying the scent of salt and suspicion that made Elara’s skin prickle with unease. Sienna’s eyes darted nervously as she handed over the documents, her usual composure cracking at the edges. The papers detailed hidden transactions and coded messages that painted a clearer picture of the empire’s rotten core. Jax scanned them with sharp focus, his body language screaming distrust as he positioned himself between Elara and her aunt. The overlook suddenly felt like the edge of a precipice, one wrong step away from everything tumbling into the abyss below.

The room was large, decorated with polished wood panels and quiet luxury that suggested power without needing to display it. Behind him, the city skyline stretched through the tall windows. But his attention wasn’t on the view. It was on the file sitting on his desk. The file that should never have been reopened. ⸻ A man stood near the door, waiting. One of his security advisors. “Repeat what you told me,” the Senator said. The man nodded. “Our contact inside the archive department confirmed that Rafael Aragon accessed the sealed cluster again last night.” “And the trap?” “He set it deliberately.”

When I saw Garrett's name and photo on the screen, I could not help but feel a wave of panic wash over me. In my nervousness, my body clenched for a moment, which made Leonard gasp despite himself. "You're very tense, Ms. Clarke." Leonard looked at me with a half-smile, but I was terrified. After all, my husband was video calling me while I had another man inside me. I could not let Garrett find out. I tried to grab the phone from Leonard's hand, but he seemed to read my mind and pressed the answer button just before I could reach it.

My father’s handwriting scrawled across the pages, detailing deals, alliances, and… secrets. One entry caught my eye: “Victoria and Marcus think they’ve hidden their tracks, but I know the truth. If anything happens to me, Elena must know. She deserves to know.” My breath hitched as I read further, uncovering details of a hidden partnership between Marcus and a shadowy figure—someone outside the family but with deep ties to its operations. The journal hinted at fraud, blackmail, and even violence. Adrian leaned over my shoulder, his expression darkening as he read. “This changes everything,” he said.

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

Amara turned to her, her voice low, smooth, deliberate. “Archive them. Make copies. Encrypt the originals under my clearance.” Kaylee nodded. “And after that?” Amara’s eyes returned to the screen — to Sienna’s face, frozen mid-laughter, oblivious. “After that,” she said, “we let her enjoy her secret a little longer.” Kaylee frowned. “You’re not confronting her?” “Not yet.” The calm in Amara’s tone was almost tender. “You don’t strike when the blade’s warm. You wait until it’s cold — until they forget it exists — then you press it to their throat.”

Emilio's parents smiled approvingly from the sides, causing the gleam of satisfaction in her eyes to become even more pronounced. Just as they were about to exchange their rings, Emilio suddenly leaned in and whispered, "You actually think you can marry me, huh? You can just keep dreaming, then!" Amber was stunned into silence. In the meantime, at Emilio's cue, the giant screen abruptly shifted from the joyous pictures to a recording of a dark basement. There were several men, beaten and frantic, crying out their confession. "I'll tell you everything! It was Ms. Granger herself who paid us to abduct her, using the whole thing as a test of your devotion!"

But i knew how wrong i was, Michael never opens up to anybody. "You want me back because another secretary just left don't you" i chuckled "How did you know another secretary left" "I had my source" "Technically she wasn't fired, Mr. Angelo had frustrated her till she left herself." "I guess he hasn't chnged afterall" "He has, he barely shouts at either Libby or I. He just wasn't satisfied with the work she did for him and he hoped if he didn't hire another one, is old secretary will see how pressed they are for one and come back." Mabel said