Secrets Are Safe With Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

I sucked in a deep breath and said to him, "Look, I sure do have plenty of questions but I don't want to ask. The more I know about it, the more I will be in danger. If you are into that kind of stuff, you must have plenty of enemies and they might target me if they learn I know about your personal life. Also, there is no assurance that you won't kill me. So if I know more about what I saw last night, there will be higher chances of you killing me." I added further when his eyes locked with mine, "That's why I have decided to stay professional. We are just working in the same company and you are my boss." Zaiden twitched his lips, crossing his arms against his chest. "There is one thing I wa

“Yes, because it is tone-deaf to announce it, not because our relationship is some sort of crime.” My stomach began to turn itself into knots. Something was wrong. No, something was VERY wrong. “Just… please. Don’t tell the council about us yet.” “Danny, what’s going on?” When Danny didn’t say anything right away, I looked over at Kade, but he just shrugged his shoulders. “Jenna, baby, I know we agreed not to keep secrets from each other, but this one… it… it is… it is work related. Please don’t make me tell you. Just trust me on this.”

And as the doors closed behind her, one thought settled quietly in my mind. Secrets only stay safe when everyone believes they are harmless. And for now, she did.

Books here looked read, touched. The air smelled faintly of old paper and something metallic beneath it. He moved to a painting on the far wall and slid it aside, revealing a recessed safe hidden behind it. My heart thudded painfully. “You’ve been keeping secrets from me,” I said quietly. “Yes,” he replied without turning. “And this is one of them.” The safe clicked open with a soft mechanical sound. He reached inside and withdrew a single item—thin, flat, protected inside a clear plastic sleeve.

“We are partners, Kaitlyn. We are partners, and that is one of the reasons why I would very much like to know the reason why we are involved. It is safe to say that you know my secret now, shouldn’t I also know yours? Where is my security in this matter?” “Your security? It is the fact that I know your secret. That is the only way I know that I wouldn’t be next on your list and the way you can hunt me down if I said as much as a word. I am done talking about all these, I would get back to you later…or never. I am just done talking to you today.”

It would not take long and he would end up spilling all of my secrets. Not to brag or anything, but I have a lot of secrets that I would not want to get out. I have been saving up secrets and using them as leverage for years now. Each person's secrets are empowering and have kept me alive for this long. If I did not deal in secrets then I would have been killed by now. Getting caught by the King's guards would not be the scariest things ever at this point.

“Guess is better than no.” We settled into a to wave of silence after that, and I busied myself with pouring a glass of water, ignoring the weight of her gaze. I was just about to chug down the whole thing when she let out. “Your secret is safe with me, you know?” Her voice was gentle, inaudible even. “I won't tell a single soul.” “What?” My eyes widened as I spluttered water all over the counter. “What are you… what do you mean by that?”

he answered. I wrapped my arms around his neck, slowly becoming aware of how familiar our proximity had become. Astonishingly, what had started as an unpleasant experience had slowly yet surely morphed into something more, "I'm not just anyone... Am I?" I nuzzled my face into his chest because I know I can't face him when I say the next words, "Your secrets will be safe with me because I'll be gone in four days, and if papa doesn't kill me first, I know I will do it myself..." He yanked back fiercely, a menacing glare on his face, his body language noticeably showing his anger. "You won't..."

Her mother enquired and she resisted the urge to roll her eyes, knowing that these were all questions she already had answers to. “I am at D’Heart Incorporated.” He supplied. “Must be a pretty big job, logistics companies are prime targets for syndicates?” Deagan sensed the underlying question and chose to answer it in the same way he would deal with the press. “We have tight security, no ship comes in or leaves our yard without being properly checked out, but I do suppose there is a certain risk profile we cannot escape, that’s why we have insurance.” Her father smirked, happy with his answer.

I answered him as I pulled away. "Well, the guy for you might be out there, just you wait." He moved away from me and got in his car. "So uhm, will you keep that secret, those are my dark secrets, if Maggie and Sapphi find out, they will never talk to me again." "Your secrets are safe with me, Princesa. See you at work." With that said, he drove off.