Romans & histoires Secret Campus Kdrama

There was a curfew so there were more guards around than ever. My heart beat faster the closer I got. Bastian was waiting at the secret room. We'd been building up to this moment for the past few weeks. Stolen kisses, gentle touches, meetings way beyond visiting hours. . . I slipped past the male hostel and moved silently up the back stairs. The secret room was on the third floor. It was an old storage space barely anyone remembered. I knocked twice, paused, then knocked once more. The door opened almost immediately. Bastian pulled me inside and locked the door behind us.

What did I even think I was special and he liked me or something. I just nodded because arguing felt pointless. My brain was too busy replaying everything anyway. We walked out and his secretary was at her desk, fingers flying over the keyboard. She looked up at me for a second and her eyes went wide, then she quickly looked back down at her screen like she had seen too much. My cheeks burned hot. Had she heard me? All those moans and “Jerry” and the wet sounds? Probably. But honestly at this point it did not matter. I just wanted to get home and crash so I could think straight.

The file attached was a video. Ethan’s voice went rough. “Don’t open it.” But she did. The video started with the flicker of the dorm hallway’s security camera. Then, grainy footage of a door opening her door. A figure slipped out in the middle of the night, wrapped in Ethan’s hoodie. Then another moment later that same night showed Dylan arriving at the same door, knocking, waiting, realizing she wasn’t there. The footage cut to black. Then words appeared on the screen: “Secrets always find their way out.”

Pretend I was invisible. But now? My stomach twisted, sure. My jaw clenched, yeah. But part of me wanted to scream, Cole kissed me. He wanted me. So shove it. Of course, I didn’t scream. I’m not completely suicidal. Still, I walked a little straighter. Cole passed me by third period. He didn’t look. Not once. Just brushed past with his crew, laughing at some dumb joke Kendal cracked. The buzzing inside me died. Right. Reality check: I was still his secret.

She knew that any second, those doors would open and the man she’d secretly married would walk through them. At 9:58 a.m., the elevator chimed. Every conversation in the lobby stopped. The tension was so thick it could be sliced with a knife. When the doors slid open, Nathan Carter stepped out first, impeccably dressed as always, tablet in hand. “Good morning, everyone,” he said with practiced ease. “Please gather. Mr. Hart will be joining you shortly.” The crowd straightened, suits smoothed, ties adjusted, faces composed. And then Sebastian appeared. The air changed.

Ehn, what have gotten myself into… This girl is a criminal … How did she know how to do all of this? I always know she is a go getter and a risk taker but how come she know all about this? Ha… how do I get out of this now …? My marriage is crashing bit by bit. .. Now this? I can’t even help myself … All my pasts are here to ruin me… And no one even seem to understand me.. Ehnnn I am soup. She sighed as her phone beeped and she realised that it was a message from Dhikrah… she sent the account number

my hands moved up behind her back tracing my fingers in a circle. I brought my hands to the front and palmed her right breast. “Someone might come in and see us like this.” she panted in a ragged breath. “It's a secret room pumpkin. Not even my secretary knows of it.” “Yeah, right. It's a secret room.” she mumbled with her eyes closed as I continued stroking her breast. I removed my hand from her breast and leaned forward taking her lips into mine. “Ohh my God... Zayn.” she hissed but I didn't stop. I continued sucking and nibbling on her clit.

he commanded, lifting her slightly, though he didn’t actually yank her from her knees by her braid. Mia staggered to her feet, her eyes locking on his face. “Now, it’s time for me to punish that pussy of yours,” he said, pulling her toward the back of the room. She didn’t have a blindfold on, which seemed odd. He’d never taken her into that secret room without one before, and she was under the impression that he never took anyone there while they could see. But Sam didn’t slow, and Mia didn’t dare ask. He stopped and pressed a secret button in the wall, and the door opened. “You’re going to wish you’d never told me you don’t want to be my secretary anymore, Mia,” he growled, pulling her behi

That and the fact that there were other people around talking as well, made it impossible to hear anything. "Yeah, I thought it was pretty obvious," Carly responded, "They seemed to always be around each other and outside the office together, which told me something was up." Micheal looked over at Carly. "Well their relationship is obvious," he began, "but what about ours?" Carly took a deep breath. She had a secret. One that she hoped she wouldn’t have to face but here her secret was, facing her, staring her in the eye. Just a few days ago Carly found herself in Micheal’s bedroom, crying her eyes out, laying out her feelings. Somehow her crying lead to them kissing then to them touching, to

There was no one at the secretary post, else the bitch would have stopped me. I flung the door open, but then scoffed with the sight I saw. The secretary I was talking about was kneeling in front of Diego while she took his dick in her mouth. A slut! And an asshole! They fits. Only Keira doesn't fit. The girl was just too innocent. Diego's eyes widened when he saw me, sliding his cock back into his trousers, while the secretary scrambled out of the room. "You like it when your secretary is the one who takes your cock in her mouth and not your wife?" I asked, walking to him in a hurry. My gaze darkening the more as I approached him.