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As soon as her son’s excited chatter faded into background noise, old worries crashed in—Ava, still unconscious in that hospital bed; Marcus falling apart; and the woman tangled up at the center of it all, living with the ugliest secret Selena had ever uncovered. Elara Quinn. Up until now, just a name buried deep in restricted files. Keller nudged her on the way to the rental car. “You alright? What do you think?” “I know coming was right, but honestly, it feels like there are stacks of secrets waiting to explode,” Selena said, tired. “If it made sense, we wouldn’t realize how deep it goes.” Keller gave her a look—part concern, part exhaustion. He got it. Selena always let her fears simmer,

"They are going to discover all of our plans. Everything we did. Everything we arranged." She sank back onto the couch, her old body trembling. On the television, Alexander Sterling's face filled the screen. And the woman knew, with absolute certainty, that her life as she knew it was over. The secret she had buried for twenty-five years was about to be unearthed. And when it was, there would be no mercy.

He wouldn’t have known to place his fingers along the smooth edges and pull. I did so now, and a secret door popped open, revealing a small compartment where Sienna, Claire, and the servant Ruth had been hiding inside. I helped them out of the space, offering them my hand one by one. Then, we avoided any rooms with windows as I escorted them down into the basement where they could stretch more comfortably. There were more secret hiding spots down here if Jake or his goons were to show up again. As the women made themselves more comfortable, Sienna turned to me.

She is a smart woman after all . I shoved the thought aside and focused on gathering my things for the afternoon shift. One step at a time. One day at a time. I was slipping my phone into my bag when another vibration buzzed in my palm. Another message. But this one made the blood drain from my face. Unknown number: “You managed to keep a secret for ten years or at least you thought so.” Beneath the words, an image loaded slowly onto the screen. My heart pounded against my ribs until I thought it might crack.

~Hermes~ This has to be some kind of joke. Just moments ago, I’d received the most mind-blowing blow job of my life—from my secretary, my ex secret affair. The one who’d left me for my friend. And now? She wants to keep all of this a secret. And… God. I want to obey her. Not just because there’s a very tangible reward waiting for me later, but because I want to obey her. Every nerve in me screams it.

And for someone like me, a man leading a double life, if something is too good and then it’s the worst thing waiting to happen. Proving me right I received an email directly from the source. The little nerdy girl wasn’t as nerdy, boring and submissive as she pretended to be. There’s a wide world of fantasies she’s hiding inside that head of hers which includes, in her words, ‘her sexy-arsehole-overbearing-know-it-all-Boss’. And that’s me. But this isn’t it. I have only uncovered half of what she’s hiding. There’s more lot to my little secretive secretary. And our worlds might not be as different as she thought. Because she came running right through the door she wanted to exit.

The secretary sneered at her, "We'll see how long you last as an assistant to someone with no influence like Regina Tan. I'm sure Mr. Tan will get rid of you soon, and I'll make sure you're uncomfortable until then." Amelie remained unfazed, countering, "Do you think I'm afraid of your threats? If you dare to mess with me, I'll expose your secret and let's see if Mr. Tan still supports you." "Hey, you think you can threaten me with lies? We don't even know each other, how could you know my secret?" Amelie stepped closer and whispered something. The secretary's arrogant expression turned pale. A slight smile played on Amelie's lips. "Do you want me to spill it?"

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

One of the men picked up a bucket of ice water and poured it over the woman. The woman shuddered and regained consciousness. "Tell me where you put the Secret Key!" One of the black-clad men asked. The other four looked at the woman expressionlessly. "I… I don't know…" The woman spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. Her voice was very hoarse, and it sounded like two pieces of bark being scratched against one another. "You don't know? According to our investigations, you are the one who's most likely to have the Secret Key. How can you not know?" The black-clad man spoke with a heavy tone