Secret Arrangements Novels & Stories

Bernadette shook her head with pursed lips. “This was one of his biggest accounts and as you can see from the files, all confidential. He kept this one close to his heart so I don’t know much apart from who to contact to set up meetings. All that information you’ll find in your emails.” Aria bit her lip knowing that she had her work cut out for her, but nodded and thanked Bernadette before she left. “Okay, let’s see what we have here.” She picked through files till she came to one that was labelled “Memorandum Of Incorporation”.

So rather than restricted everything and kept it hidden is better to just made it slightly accessible, after all, there’s quite a lot of stars in Virtue Financial, for example Catherine and the others, they can already be said a celebrity. “Sir, in the scheduled…why is there a sections at the end of it that wrote..Top Secret?…and they way that the procedure were made..this looks like an announcement…is there something that we should know about?…is it rather normal occasion or perhaps a secretive and sensitive one?..”. (Kim Yeon Su) “...That is the highlight…this is a sensitive matter..which only the Inner Circle knows about it…Take this…for that last spot of the schedule…it was reserved for

Anna shakes her head. “I decided against having lawyers,” Anna tells him. Henry raises an eyebrow. “We want this contract marriage to be as discreet as possible and even though lawyers are bound to secrecy, it’s not like information from law firms has not leaked before. And this thing that we’re doing is something that would spark a lot of controversy and the media would probably have a field day. I’m guessing that your family name is something that you would want to protect?” Anna says. Henry looks at her. “Look you’ve taken me here, set me up in a decent hotel, and done good by me thus far. I may think that you’re rude and conceited at time but I’m trusting that you’re a man of your word a

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.

Kelsey smiled and tapped the icon, only for her smile to wither and die. Heads up, cat is out of the bag. "Shit," Kelsey muttered. She'd expected the secret to get out, but this quick? Wait, which secret were they talking about here? Which one? She hit send and sighed. A few moments later, a reply dinged. Your new job. Say as little as possible and only use the secure app from now on. Her mind immediately went to the mole. Was this them again? Someone in their ranks working against them?

I ordered then sat up in seriousness. Sean walked to the front of the hall and everyone’s eyes followed him like he was the savior who could save them from me, but I could see the savior’s eyes trembling. Sean cleared his throat then fixed his laptop on the table, “We just realized the design which had been kept as a top secret has been stolen and we also heard the person has started working on it. Also, there is no way we can access the file anymore as I have found out that it has been deleted on every one of our systems! And this went missing last week!” Sean explained then nervously looked up at me.

She had unwittingly stumbled upon a secret so dangerous that those in power would stop at nothing to keep it hidden. The secret involved a classified government project that could change the course of history. It was a hidden technology capable of manipulating the minds of individuals, erasing memories, and even controlling behavior. Isabella's knowledge of this project had made her a target—an expendable pawn in a dangerous game of power and control.

​Damian immediately ran the terminal's security protocol against the keyword: VERSAILLES. ​Access Granted. ​The hidden vault in the Executive Office wall whirred to life. A section of the thick concrete wall slid silently inward, revealing a small, temperature-controlled compartment. ​Inside, resting on velvet, was a single, heavily secured, official document: the Patent Application. ​I reached in and retrieved the document. It was stamped with a non-disclosure seal and dated exactly one week before Grandpa Richard’s death. ​Damian and I carefully unrolled the massive technical schematic. It wasn't an energy device, or a financial tool, or even a real estate plan.

Marcus stepped closer. “Daniel?” Reluctantly, Daniel turned the phone toward them. An email, attachments, dozens of them. Lena frowned. “What is that?” Daniel’s voice came out low. “Files.” “From where?” Marcus pressed. Daniel hesitated. Adrian answered for him. “From his firm,” he said calmly. “Confidential. Protected. Untouchable… or so he thought.” Emma’s stomach dropped. “Open them,” Adrian instructed. Daniel didn’t move.

Leonard must have figured me out by now. He knew I was the type who acted shy on the outside but had secret desires underneath. After a few moments of teasing, he pulled me into another round, and we kept going until we were both completely worn out. When I was ready to leave, he insisted that I did not put my underwear back on. He said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. I did not want to, but I could not argue with him, so I just did what he said. My stockings were already torn, so I could not wear those either. I took them off and went home wearing only my skirt.