Novel & Cerita Secret Lover

Lilith’s phone beeps and she almost jumps up when Scar looks over as she covers her phone to her chest. “What?” Scar lets out a taunting laugh at Lilith’s reaction, “Our little Lilith has secrets now, huh?” More than you think. Lilith doesn’t know how to answer. She is the simplest in the three of the, and she is the worst at keeping secrets. But ever since five years ago, all she has are secrets, to keep from all the people in her life, it seems. She has secrets from Silco that Scar can’t know of, and she has secrets with Sebastian that Silco can’t know. Not to mention her own secret...

Rhea felt guilty that she might make him miss a match he had been anticipating all week so she recorded it for him. After an hour Rhea was sure that everyone was fast asleep and that they wouldn’t wake up for at least eight hours. She snuck into Rebecca’s and Charles's room. Charles had left his phone on the bedside table. He had three phones. Rhea took the one that Charles never let anyone touch. It required Face ID. She switched on the light and scanned his face. The phone opens. Neither Rebecca nor Charles stirs the effects of the sleeping powder still strong. Rhea notices that there’s a Tinder app on his phone. She opens it and realizes that her father has been dating around quite a lot…

The way he'd grabbed her like that, the way his lips had fallen on hers with such hunger, even desperation. When she started to hear words like "treasure" and "solid lead" mentioned in the shouting match above, her interest had been piqued again. This was much better than drugs or smuggling. Leo was a treasure hunter! That had to be the sexiest, most exciting profession she'd ever heard of. And a whole lot of things were starting to make sense. Leo was gaping at her like he was actually shocked that his secret was out - but what had he expected? If he'd wanted to keep it a secret, he shouldn't have been shouting. Men never stopped to think about things like that.

I had always thought that he was cute, but the crush was fresh, new. But there was more to it than that; I didn’t tell Fiona the full truth. I didn’t tell her about my secret rendezvous with Matt in the bathtub. I didn’t tell her about my secret sexting account. She didn’t know about any of that, and frankly, I wasn’t sure if I could bring myself to ever tell her about it. That was a dark side of me that I wanted to keep in the dark, in the shadows.

I was almost to her secret place when I diverted my attention to her thigh, travelling down one leg and slowly back up the other. Kelly was panting as I kissed up her inner thigh. Her smell was intoxicating, a siren song, an invitation to crash on her shore. I was dizzy with desire when my tongue first parted her and tasted her succulent nectar. I dove in and drowned in her sea, her distant cries encouraging me until her body thudded and quaked with an orgasm. I rested my head on her stomach and was sorry it was over so soon.

It is a letter from Selene: The hunt is finished. I have the secret images of them naked in the woods. We can ruin them whenever you are ready. Luna's work is flawless. I do not reply. I slide the phone into my bag, keeping my face completely blank as the carriage stops outside the Silvermoon Royal Lodge where Meredith is hiding.

Belinda's heart was already pounding, afraid that their relationship would be exposed just because her husband was being reckless on campus. “After Isabella’s class, do you still have classes?” "Today, it just so happens that your class and Isabella's are in. Can't wait to see me working in your office again?" Belinda winked cutely. "I'd rather ask for your help. I really need you on a secret mission at the office later." “What secret mission? Am I a secret agent like in the movies?” Brandon laughed in amusement at his wife's innocence, making him even more excited. "Today I have to catch Celine. I won't let her stay in my office any longer."

Somewhere down the hall, Kelvin—the floor manager—might still be in his office, oblivious to the fact that his boss is buried inside his secretary like she’s the only thing that matters. Because I am. I’m Sienna Ward. Secretary to the CEO of The Steele Dynasty, one of the most powerful companies in the world. And at night? I’m his. His secret. His addiction. His sin. Since the day I first saw Dominic Steele—cold, ruthless, devastatingly gorgeous—my life’s been off its axis. He looked at me like a man marking his next prize. And now here I am, bent over his desk, whispering his name like a prayer.

My fiancée, Harper Turner, kept a young lover at her private estate, and his features looked almost identical to mine when I was younger. She bought Dylan Cole limited-edition sneakers, took him to exclusive venues, and made sure he never crossed paths with me. Everyone in our circle knew I was the one boundary she would never cross. She had even bought the coffee shop I frequented simply because I'd once casually remarked, "The coffee here is really good." But this time, her pampered little lover had grown bold. He filmed a private video of himself with my fiancée and slipped it into the promotional video for our wedding. "Mr. Parsons, I know I'm only her kept man, but Miss Turner swit

“Tell me, Eleanor… who is Secrets had a way of growing. What had started as a reckless, forbidden night between Eleanor Moreau and Daniel Cain had turned into something deeper, more dangerous. Their secret meetings had become a routine, their stolen moments hidden in the shadows of the vineyard, in the back rooms of Napa’s finest hotels, in whispered phone calls when no one else was listening. But the longer they played this game, the greater the risk. Because someone was bound to find out. And when they did, everything would explode. A Hidden Affair Eleanor had always been careful. She kept her emotions locked away, her desires buried beneath responsibility and expectation. But Daniel Cain