Secret Love Novels & Stories

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

He panicked and tried every password he could think of, but failed. The message itself was top secret—without the password, no one could see its contents; only the recipient was visible. Sebastian had set the nickname of the recipient as "The One I Love Most". The man traced the IP address and discovered that it originated from the Lowe residence. He knew that Sebastian had a secret lover. Every time Sebastian met with her, he would have someone pose as him at public events. And Sebastian had even had a custom ring worth billions of dollars made for her, perfectly fitted to her size.

But as I entered his office, he wasn't there, I noticed the door to the secret room, the one he reserved for his peculiar sexual appetites, was slightly open by a creak. My heart seized painfully because I knew who would be inside. It definitely had to be who I thought it would be. I peeked in through the tiny crack and my breath hitched, dying in my throat. Liam was on the spreader, and Dante was on him, kissing him with tender affection I had never seen. While Liam was moaning his name in pleasure and begging for more.

Chapter Forty Six : My Secret Veronica’s POV Our passionate relationship with Bruno continued to intensify, but I harbored a secret that could potentially jeopardize our bond. I had yet to reveal the truth about my reproductive choices, a deception that weighed heavily on my conscience. The fear of losing him or facing his disappointment kept me silent, but I knew that eventually, I would have to find the courage to confess my dishonesty and face the consequences. For now, our love remained strong, but the weight of my secret loomed over me like a shadow, threatening to disrupt our blissful existence.

Plugged into the Banshee Sexual Network, the world exploded in sparks, the steady glow of the sunstone punctuated by the miniature lightning bursts that jumped from Cecilia through Mike’ thighs and then into the ground. “Move slower,” he told her. “I want to take my time.” She obliged, her hips moving gently. They kissed some more, hands exploring each other. Mike was determined to pull her clothes away from her skin, fighting the magic that held it against her skin. It became a fun game for him, trying to peek at the pale skin beneath, explore it with his hands, taste it with his tongue. Running his lips across the top of her breasts, Cecilia’s hips began to move on their own, her pace quic

“Then what are we doing? Gwen’s right there. She’s my best friend. She’s in love with you. If she ever—” “She won’t find out.” His hand finds mine, laces our fingers. “We keep it secret. Completely. No slips. No risks. Just you and me. Dating. For real. I mean I’m actually open to is telling her but you seem to be scared of the outcome and want this kept as a secret.” I stare at our joined hands. “Secret dating.” “Yeah.” “Like… boyfriend and girlfriend. But hidden.” He squeezes. “Exactly. I want you, Selene. All the way. Mornings. Afternoons. Nights. Everyday. All day. Texts. Dates when we can steal them. But Gwen never knows. She doesn’t have to if you don’t want her to.”

He hesitated, then slipped out the door, closing it silently behind him. I flopped back onto the pillows, staring at the ceiling again. My body felt used in the best way, but my chest ached. Two months of stolen nights, risky quickies in the library, blowjobs in the garage while he worked on his car. It was hot as hell, but I was tired of being his secret. The mansion was quiet now, just the rain and my racing thoughts. I grabbed my phone, scrolling through the secret album of photos I had of us, Liam smiling lazily after we’d fucked, his arm around me in bed, us kissing in the dark.

The realization is – ‘I don’t need a reason to fall in love with you because from the very start I’m already in love with you. I’ll keep it a secret for now.’ Leo thought, at the same time, secretly grinned to himself while the sound of their footsteps faded in his perspective. Sitting at the living room’s couch, waiting for their mother to arrive and Leo caressing Luke’s back then on his fidgety fingers. The door opened then slammed when sounds of heels echoed to the hallways.

“Really? Popcorn?” He shrugged. “Because we’re gonna watch your favorite movie.” “And what’s my favorite movie?” I arched a brow. “One of many is Pretty Woman.” He held my hand and guided me to the lounge, facing the giant TV screen. Once I settled, he served us wine and sat beside me with a bucket of popcorn. “Save the best for last.” “Which is?” “Us.” We tossed and took a sip of our wine. “Making out, then later make love.”

"How and why the hell are you insulting me?' Did he find out about my secret with Haru, or did someone find out about it? I don't think so; it could be something else. "And why the hell did you keep such a secret from me?' he exclaimed. "What secret are you talking about, Jack. I'm sorry, I don't understand you,' I said. "You are sleeping with Haru, aren't you?' He revealed and looked away from me after seeing my shocking expression. "That's what I thought." He muttered. I'M DOOMED.