Seven For A Secret Dramione Novels & Stories

He knew I was lying. And the worst part? So did I. Across the room... The door closed. Cheers erupted again. And just like that... Damon disappeared inside with her. Seven minutes. That was all it took. Seven minutes to ruin everything. Or maybe... To reveal what was already broken. Either way... The night had officially gone from zero… To messy.

When he returned to meet Phedra Elizabeth, the time was right, just need to play the play of the dying person. "It's not that I want to hurt you, but you don't care about me. You just know how to do this.” Phedra Elizabeth turned her face in Duncan Hiddleston's direction. “Sorry for this selfishness. But I also have a secret I want to tell you. I'll forgive you, won't I?" “…” Phedra Elizabeth.

"Who are you looking for miss? "Mr. Madon" she answered removing her sunglasses. "Do you have an appointment with him?" She asked "No, but he knows me," she said. "I'm sorry ma'am but you can't see him without an appointment," his secretary said "Just tell him it's Gia Winston, his sister-in-law," she said more like bragging but the secretary stared at her as if she said the wrong word.

] [By the time I knew our baby existed, I had already lost it. [I loved you enough to give you everything I had and stand beside you through the hardest seven years of your life.] [You destroyed that love with your own hands. You killed our child with it.] [The seventh divorce ceremony is over.] [This time, I am not coming back.] The paper trembled between his fingers. The hall suddenly erupted into noise. His assistant hurried back in. "Don, someone has taken over the main screen." Damon ran into the ballroom. Security footage from the estate appeared on the main screen.

she muttered under her breath. Bianca rammed her body on purpose against one of the mafiosos who was so drunk she just needed some good acting, “Aaaaa… noooo… my dress!” Bianca fell and spilled the red soup on her plush goose dress. Her little scream caught the attention of several mafiosos who were on duty in the main hall including Juan who immediately ran towards Bianca. “Principessa... are you okay? Are you sick? Don't move, okay? Hey, you take him outside now!” Juan examined Bianca carefully to make sure the boss's daughter wasn't hurt at all, and glared at the mafioso who hit Bianca.

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I nodded even though he couldn't see me, "I found a guy lying there—" "Wait, wait," he cut me off making me furrow my brows, "how could you have found him? I've gotten rid of him hours ago." There was a minute of silence from both our sides. I was beyond confused. "Sean," he spoke after a few more seconds of silence, "did you see a girl there? Long black hair? Blue eyes? Pale skin?" "Yes. You know her?" I ran a hand through my hair, letting out a groan, "I'm so fucking confused right now."

He adjusted Justin on his chest and Justin didn't retaliate but just traveled to dreamland letting himself melt in Drake's warm and safe embrace. Their relationship had evolved and deepened as days turned into weeks and into months. However it was a secret which only Justin's best friend knew about. Drake made Justin feel loved in a way no one has ever done from their fights, to the stolen glances, and even the intimate moments behind closed doors. Justin craved all of this more than ever Just when Justin thought his life has turned around for the better and real, everything came crashing before his own eyes He had forgotten his phone at work one evening when Drake told him to go home and re

Chapter 8 - Apollo Castiello "Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow." — Romeo and Juliet The meeting lasted another hour and a half. Jamie explained what the movie would be about but mentioned he was still open to changes. He scheduled additional meetings, but I was no longer paying much attention. As the meeting concluded, while greeting other colleagues, I spotted Mia slipping out through the NewScene doors, as if she was begging not to be noticed. I quickly said goodbye to an actor who had just arrived and followed her out those doors.

Marcus bowed his head slightly, then left, the doors closing behind him with a muted thud. For a while, Dominic sat in silence, staring at the papers strewn across his desk without really seeing them. The memory of Elena’s voice played again in his mind—steady, yet betraying something beneath, like the whisper of a secret she carried alone. He rose suddenly, pushing away from the desk. His body thrummed with restless energy, the kind that came not from business nor strategy, but from something far more primal. He grabbed his coat from the back of the chair, slipping it on with deliberate precision.