Secret Arrangements Novels & Stories

As my fingers traced the keyboard's borders, a leather-bound folder—the kind my father had kept concealed in a cabinet—that I had never considered looking at before appeared on the screen. My eyes scanned pages of financial statements, letters, and contracts from more than ten years ago as I opened the first document. Initially, only statistics and business jargon were noticeable. However, as I looked more closely, I noticed bits of scribbled notes in the margins. One paragraph particular caught my attention: "All agreements must remain confidential for the benefit of the alliance with both Mr. Reyes and Mr. Sinclair."

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."

“You hear that? My men will be in here in thirty seconds. Hand over the terminal access, and I will still let you be part of what comes next. Fight me, and I will kill you, trigger the sequence myself, and make sure your little Petrov cousins and that useless florist friend of yours die slow before the week is out.” I do not answer him. I shove Allegra hard out of the way, slamming her into a nearby chair, and spin back to the terminal. My fingers fly across the keyboard so fast they start to burn, pulling up the subroutine’s core code, splitting the data set into two separate streams. I tag every file tied to the Tribunal, mark them for immediate, unrestricted broadcast. Then I pull every f

It sounds like two hungry animals are fighting for dominance. Cautiously, I took two slow steps towards that noise and witnessed that Rakesh and Emiem were kissing, hungrily. I don't know whether to be happy nor sad. Why him? Of all people why him? How the hell he got that syringe? Not wanting to reveal myself there, I turned my back and headed back to my cabin. The only source I have with mine is "The Hidden Secrets" and I have read it many times but couldn't able to find any new things as some of the words on pages 14 and 15 were a blur as someone caused this purposely.

he said with so much confidence " I am sorry Mr. Winston but he is not in his office," she said. Janiece hears the arguments outside and wanted to open the door to check what was going wrong when she remembered she left Karl's drawer open. She walked back to close it and while doing that the documents on the table fell. "Why now?" She groaned before dropping the initial documents she went there to get. Owen heard the noise in the office and stretch his neck to see if this secretary is lying or was it just his ear that is deceiving him.

Leo gritted out, his palms turning into fists under the table. An insider had spilled company secrets and successfully managed to plummet down their stocks and corner the Emerson Group with multiple competitors vying to take over the famous business empire. “Jackals. That is what they all are in this industry,” His grandfather and mentor would grumble and teach him all the tricks of the trade. God bless his kind soul in heaven, especially when his rotten son had spilled water all over his hardwork. "I don’t think anyone has a bid and the numbers as good as ours, Sir,” the efficient secretary honestly said.

It was just like old times but with kids present. Secret made me get abused my my own aunt, Secret made Catherine my best friend, Secret made Kendall close to me, Secret made me cry for almost losing Josh and made me realize how important he is to me, Secret made my relationship with Axel stronger, Secret reunited me with my dad, Secret made our bond stronger. Secret made us. Even though there is not a crime, there is not a trick, there is not a swindle, there is not a vice which does not live by secrecy, I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that break and made me. It's all about the Secret behind my inheritance.

They would hunt us down, relentlessly, until we were dead or the secrets were buried forever. I kept glancing at the envelope in my pocket, feeling its hidden power. It was a small thing, but inside it lay the truth the world desperately needed. A secret so dangerous that it could destabilize nations or ignite a war. The secret that the syndicate had tried to hide for decades.

I muttered, rifling through his desk drawers with practiced efficiency. “He has to. Alina must have shown him…” My fingers found a folder tucked beneath a stack of contracts. Unmarked. Hidden. I pulled it out, and my blood turned to ice. Everything. Every damned thing was documented inside. Five years of secrets, laid bare in neat typewritten pages and glossy photographs. The accident that wasn’t an accident. The payoffs. “No, no, no.” The folder slipped from my hands, papers scattering across the floor like evidence at a crime scene.

He said referring to June. " That's right...you have to come on strong like that." I chuckled. " That has to be...no, so that's the secrets you have," I showed him the files I had. " It will be fun peeling them off one by one." He collected the paper from my hand and tore it piece by piece,throwing it up,Then walks away. " Matters regarding Jade's father, I'll think about that slowly." I said before he stepped out. _____________