Secret Of The Angel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Finn shouted excitedly over her shoulder. Angel tried to look for the sender's name behind the chocolate box and around the bouquet ribbon, but she didn't find anything. She tried to guess who had put the gifts on her desk. Unfortunately, not a single name came to mind. Angel had worked for four years at Xander's company, and that was the first time she had received gifts from a secret admirer. "I don't know who sent it." “This is a good sign, Angel. Someone is secretly watching you.” “Really?” Angel asked hesitantly. “To be honest, it’s a bit scary.”

We were sitting inside Deena's living room, and I'd spent the last two hours telling her everything. The festival. The hotel. Emilio. Ophelia. And most importantly...Azrael. When I finally told her who Angel really was, Deena stared at me for almost thirty seconds. “So wait...your Mr. Angel is the Azrael Valchini?!” I nodded, taking a sip of wine. “You've heard of him?” “Girl! Who hasn't! He's like one of the richest men in the world right now thanks to some tech software program.” Now that surprised me. With everything that's been going on, I hadn't had the chance to do a full background check on him. So he's also a tech genius?

They stopped in front of the elevator, waiting for the elevator door to open. Angel looks engrossed in playing on her cellphone. Until she heard a noise around her. She averted her gaze from the cellphone screen to the source of the commotion and at that moment her eyes widened. She saw the figure of Regan who had just entered the office lobby with his personal secretary, Mr. Nickolas. Knowing the direction Regan was heading towards her made Angel uneasy. The reason is that she does not want to meet again with the man he once thought was a thief. With a quick move Angel ran to another corner and hid herself behind the wall leading to the fire escape.

“I don’t know how it happened, okay. One moment I was about to get my head blown off, and the next… I was not. Perhaps it was just the goddess of luck who chose to smile down on me, nothing more.” “There is no such thing as the ‘goddess of luck’, and what you did back there wasn’t nothing; on the contrary, I believe it’s connected to everything that had been going on.” “Angelina is waiting for me; I need to leave.” “You’ll leave, when you tell me what secret you’re keeping from me.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” “I think you very much do. Now please take a seat; let’s talk.” She finally gave in, taking a seat.

Angel made sure that the fire would burn hot and true, lasting until every nugget of proof is lost. When we reach the bottom, those of us with headlamps lead the way as our troop follows the sound of water until we reach a large, circular door. This bunker is a secret that we keep off of all our records. You need to know where to go and where to go to find it, and the open entrance is always changing--unless you're Angeilque Golden. Angel bangs her fist against an old electrical box and it springs open. moving a few of the knobs, it springs to life, revealing a panel that she places her palm.

Even though I was curious, I decided to leave them alone and joined Mommy to watch TV. When Red arrived at the Martinez garden, he saw Angel sitting on a bench at the side. He sat beside her. "I know everything," Red said. Angel's eyes widened, and she immediately looked at Red. "Don't tell anyone. No one needs to know," Angel replied. Red sighed and looked up at the dark sky, "there's nothing wrong with loving someone secretly, Angel. But, aren't you torturing yourself with what you're doing?" "That's not your business anymore." Angel replied rudely.

I jerked and opened my eyes only to see the amusing Blake watching me intensively. "I'm sorry," I mumbled while rubbing my eyes to let go of the remaining sleep in my eyes. "Here! He handed me a book where the word "THE HIDDEN SECRETS" written over the girl's naked back along with some random lines, but the line was too small to read. "Yes! Yes! Yes! We did it!!" Unconsciously I kissed his cheeks and we both froze on our spot. It's just a baby kiss, he won't mind, right? But his eyes say otherwise.

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

“I’ve worked for you long enough to read the pauses.” Naomi smirked. “Maybe you should be the one making the closing arguments.” Sandra tilted her head with a knowing grin. “Isn’t that what you’re already doing? Piece by piece… Secrets Unfold, right?” Naomi blinked. “You remember the name?” “Hard to forget when it’s what you’re living.” Naomi picked up a glass and stared into it like it held some kind of answer. Secrets Unfold. Yes. That’s exactly what today felt like. A day where hidden feelings peeked through smiles, where silence told louder truths than words.

He chuckled at his own joke. “Vincent!” She sighed. “I would take Theo’s weak men over Ethan any day.” “You are in bad shape. They aren’t weak.” Grace scolded him. “Ah, this is just small stuff. They hadn’t gotten to the big stuff yet.” “Don’t worry, I didn’t tell them anything. Your secret is safe with me.” “You and everyone else,” Grace said surprisingly calm. Vincent looked at her with concern. “Someone put on a video and told everyone my secret. Anyone who was there now knows that I own the security business.”