Romans & histoires Secretly Yours: A Novel

“But your wife called me directly today. She knows my name, Zayn. She screamed at me over the phone, saying she’d drag your name through every tabloid if you don’t end it.” My pussy throbbed despite the fear, the danger making everything feel hotter. I grounded against his thigh, needing his cock, with my nipples hard. He broke the kiss, breathing heavy, and yanked my blouse open, buttons flying. “Let her scream. She has her secrets.” He shoved my bra down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting just enough to make me cry out. His other hand pushed under my skirt, fingers sliding into my soaked folds. “So fucking wet already. You love this, don’t you? Love being the dirty secret that co

Aidan slowly pushes into me and I moan loudly. 'It's a good thing this room is sound proof.' Aidan chuckles down the link. We stopped talking durning sex the moment we got the link. I moan and gasp as he pounds into me. I arch my back every time he pulls out and slam into the bookshelves as he pushes back in. Our moans and panting fill the room until the sounds of books hitting the floor join us. As the first book hits the floor I cum, hard. We keep going till most of the books are on the floor.

“Now. I need to explain the choice I made, and the choice you must make. We are moving past the theoretical. This is the point of no return. You will not be able to pretend this never happened.” “Where?” I asked immediately. There was no hesitation in my voice. Fear was replaced by a reckless certainty. This is it. This is the decision. I can hang up right now, go back to sleep, and be Killian Hayes, star quarterback and future CEO, in the morning. Or I can walk out that door and become a secret. I choose the secret. Igor rattled off an address, a set of coordinates that I immediately recognized as a highly exclusive, privately owned loft building in the city’s financial district, an area de

Besides the shell company name, I had written three words when I first found it: *origin unclear, offshore. I looked at those words for a long time. Then I closed the notebook and put it in my bag and opened the folder and went back to work and said nothing to Andrea, nothing to Cassius, nothing to anyone. Because I needed to be certain before I said it out loud. Cassius’ POV The cars arrived at the private club on the Upper East Side at seven o’clock in four separate convoys.

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

I love my privacy, not because I enjoy my space, but because I have so many secrets that should never slip to the surface. They will ruin me. Riley isn't patient enough, she simply grabs my purse, roots out my phone, and starts typing away. Jesus! “What are you doing?” I almost fall off the barstool. “Here.” She slams it in my palm. There’s a mischievous glint in her eyes that I can't miss. “What did you do?” I hastily flip it to see for myself. “I gave you the last lick. You’re welcome.” She packs my empty shots on her tray.

At first, Taylor came into view followed by ruby. “Hey, guys. Thank you for waiting. We are going to sing a cover song. I think you are eager for it,” Taylor spoke to everyone boldly. There’s a loud cheer everywhere around Ian and Chloe. Some are shouting 'Ruby' and others are shouting 'Taylor'. Slowly, the music filled the hall, and the song began. I wanna know the secret I am ready to let go get me out of the familiar I wanna know what I don’t know meet me in the mystery

"They must have shopped it randomly from A****n for 5 dollars. Nothing is subtle here." "Then how can you interpret this? What are their intentions then?" "Money, Sabrina. They will blackmail you with all your past and present mistakes to only get paid for their sealed mouths. The bad news is their mouths are never shut. No matter how you stuff them with dollar bills, they'll always hunger for more and dig into your most sensitive secrets. But the good news is you got your brother in your back." "How would you help me?" My eyes are full with tears.

Clarissa's breathing was getting heavier now, her warm breaths falling across my legs. Help! I screamed silently inside my head. Someone, please help me. It felt like my mind had been torn in two. A voice inside me was desperately trying to keep me quiet, completely lost in the pleasure of the moment. Then suddenly, her hand left me. I heard soft rustling sounds. My heart jumped straight into my throat. A second later, something hot and wet wrapped around me. Was that her… My breath caught. Even without seeing it, the warmth and slick sensation sent a shiver through my entire body.

He reached down. Thumb on my clit—rubbing viciously. Made me cum again. Then again—harder, sobbing. Until I was overwhelmed, begging incoherently. He slammed deep one final time and filled me with endless ropes of his cum. He stayed buried. Leaned down. Kissed me—rough, owning, tasting my tears. “This is our secret now,” he whispered. “You tell anyone—I ruin you. I will delete everything and say you are lying. You keep quiet… I ruin you in the best way. Every night. Every chance.”