Secretive Plotter Novels & Stories

' Usisa ko dito. 'Minsan ko ng narinig sa kwento ni Mommy na mula noong high school pa tayo ay ikaw na ang nagdidisenyo ng mga alahas n'yo.' 'Ahhh... that's our company's top secret. Kaya huwag mong ipagsasabi.' Wika ko dito. 'Oo naman, babe.' Sabi nito sabay muwestra sa bibig na tila isinasarang zipper. 'By the way, ito nga pala ang sinadya ko dito.'

dinig kong sabi ni Cody pero hindi ko nalang pinansin at nag punta na akong closet. Nagbibihis ako ng pantulog na usually sinusuot kapag matutulog and hindi ako nag babra pag natutulog, I feel uncomfortable parang ang sikip ng dibdib ko pag naka bra ako, nasanay narin naman ako na hindi nag babra and I think hindi naman napapansin ni Cody kaya keri na.

Once I am committed to someone, my attention is solely for her, and I intend to marry her so I can have an heir. But because of the scheming games of people I once trusted, all my plans were ruined. I thought Elisa was different from my past secretaries. I thought she was kind, prim, proper, and quiet. Pero lahat ng iniisp ko sa kanya ay kabaliktaran pala. Hindi siya nagbibigay ng motibo sa akin pero may kulo pala siyang tinatago. She had planned to trap me into marrying her. All those years she worked as my secretary, she had been plotting against me in secret. At nang magkaroon siya ng pagkakataon ay isinagawa niya ang plano.

I know she may think I'm rude but damn I'm so desperate "Sir di-" I cut her sentence "I said, I need to talk to mr. Alcantara" I pleaded "Wait I'll call him sir" She said at napatango naman ako and I observed the secretary habang pa tango tango lamang ito "Sir punta nalang kayo dun sa main office" She said kaya sinunod ko iyon pagkapasok ko, A figure of a man in fiftees wearing a tuxedo ang bumulaga sa akin

Bagamat matagal niya nang alam na may relasyon sina Xavier at Naya ay mananatili pa rin ang sekretong iyon sa kanya. Sa ngayon ay makikisabay siya sa plano nina Sebastian at ng nobyong si Victor. Gusto rin kasi niyang makita kung hanggang saan aabot ang pasensya ng dalawang magkasintahan kung may ibang taong involved sa relasyon nila.

Si Serenity. Mula sa isang simpleng alaala, naging isang ideya. Isang ideya na unti-unting gumuguhit ng plano sa isip ko. Alam ko na ang dahilan kung bakit siya pumayag na maging sex slave ko. Alam ko na rin ang bawat detalye ng buhay niya—ang mga sikreto niya, ang mga sugat na pinipilit niyang itago, at kung saan siya nagpapagamot. At ngayon, ang lahat ng impormasyong ito ay magiging susi sa plano ko.

Tanong naman ng mistisang babae sa isang nagsalita. “What news? Chaka! Ba’t ka ba nag i-english?” Pang aasar ng babae, sabay silang nagtawanan. Argh! Just spill the tea! Napairap akong nag iintay ng sasabihin nila, maya maya ay tumigil na sila sa tawanan at saka nag kuwentuhan muli. “Sir Range raw, may ka love affair sa secretary niya.” Sabi ng mistisa, agad akong natawa, Range? will have a love affair sa isang secretary? No way.

Unknown Person P.O.V "What's your plan?" He asked and close his laptop. I smirked at him and tilted my head. "That's why, West Miguel was there, assisting Grethel for her damn works." "Then?" "I know gagawin ni Grethel na taga-alaga si West kay Hannah. So, I made a plan for that and that plan is to make Hannah think that her Mother is crazy." I said with a smug. "And to make Hannah lose her trust to her own mother. That would shake Patricio."

“Someone leaked internal data from your firm. Encrypted files. Investor lists. Off-shore holdings. The board thinks it’s you.” “Bullshit,” I snapped. “Oh, I know. You’re too smart to get your hands dirty directly. But someone in your circle did. You’ve been too careful, Kalix. That’s your problem—you trust no one, which ironically makes it easier to frame you.” I didn’t answer. He leaned closer, voice low. “Tell me something—how long did you think you could keep your secrets buried?” My fists clenched on the table. “This has nothing to do with secrets. Someone wants to destroy me.”

Underneath the polished wood was a small, hidden compartment, barely deep enough for a hand. It was empty. Pero sa isip ko, hindi na ito bakante. I imagined a blade. A thin, sharp stiletto with a black handle. The kind that could slide between the ribs of a man while he was distracted by a kiss. I imagined hiding a wire, or a vial of the poison I had heard the senior mistresses whisper about. This is it, I thought. My first secret within the Sanctum. I carefully pressed the floorboard back into place and wiped away the dust. My heart was racing, but not because of Julian’s touch. It was because for the first time in three years, I felt like I had a weapon.