Sexy Secret Agent Mga Nobela at Kwento

Cara's parents had been calling her phone nonstop. She was not picking up. She had been sitting on the floor of the rented apartment we had shared. The room was dark. She was knotted into a corner. Wave after wave of someone else's pleasure rolled through her body. She didn't know whose; she knew what it was. She had been with enough men to recognize the feeling. Her own body kept answering it. Hazel took me to a hotel banquet hall on a quiet morning. When we walked in, I saw a row of people standing there.

It came in the form of a mysterious figure, someone from our past whose intentions remained shrouded in secrecy. One evening, as I returned home from a charity event, a note awaited me on the doorstep. It was written in elegant calligraphy, the words sending a chill down my spine. It read: "Dear Ava, I know your secrets. I know the truth that you've buried deep within your heart. If you want to protect the ones you love, meet me at the place where it all began." The mention of secrets and the insinuation that my loved ones were at risk sent a surge of fear through my veins. I immediately contacted Adrian and urged him to meet me at the designated location. We had to confront this mysterious

She’d teach Anna a lesson that she’d never forget. The next day, Rhea goes to a hacker in town to try and hack into Anna’s W******p and know her location and movements. The person charges her a hundred dollars. There goes a tenth of her monthly allowance, but it’ll be worth it to bring this salacious gold-digger down. Rhea goes through Anna’s messages and realizes that Anna is actually a professional gold-digger. She is part of a group on W******p literally labelled ‘Sugar Baby Support Group’. So that’s what she calls herself. A sugar baby. Someone who has chosen to get money off of men as a career. How shallow and pathetic Rhea thinks. Rhea is disgusted by what she reads in the group. Appar

No more secrets, no more waiting. Just like Sebastian was in the office, my man was too. Dave wasn’t just successful…he is mine. Wholeheartedly, truly, proudly mine. And nothing else mattered.

She looked at the name on the tag and read it. JOHNNY JAMESON. HEAD SECRETARY. So he's the one that took Wanda's position. Selena thought to herself. "May I help you miss?" Selena was startled by his voice. She looked at him but he wasn't looking at her, he was still busy with whatever he was typing. His voice was deep and had a strong Mexican accent _ one thicker than Ricardo's accent. The atmosphere was suddenly tense and Selena had no idea as to why.

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.

Sophie took a deep breath before setting her bag down. "I know you guys might think I kidnapped McKenna, but keep in mind that I had to do that because if I hadn't, someone else would do it, and it would be really disastrous." Ian scoffed, sarcasm dripping in his features. Sophie took a deep breath before saying. "First off, I'm an FBI agent. My real name is Agent Ruby Brooke." She said, showing them her ID card. Everyone looked at her with shocked expressions on their faces except for McKenna's parents. Of course, they'll know her. They planned all this.

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.

Ryan sneered. "Paige!" She heard a voice calling her. Paige heard the female voice from behind and immediately, she turned around to see the voice which called her. It was Maloney. Ryan also recognized her, as the boring girl who is always in googles at the divas restaurant. He avoided her and made sure his disguise was still intact, for Maloney not to recognize him. He can't afford that. "Maloney?" Maloney walked towards her with a smile on her face. She seem glad to see Paige.

a sweet voice spoke through the phone. The sweetness momentarily froze the cells in his brain. He removed the phone from his ear and checked the caller. But the phone displayed an unknown, unsaved number. He put the phone closer to his ear and asked in a sleep-filled voice, “Who is this?” “Sir, I'm Janiece. Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm your newly employed secretary,” she answered with the same sweet tone. “Was I rude to you last night? Did I do anything inappropriate to you?” Karl asked with a little bit of concern. He doesn't trust his drunken self. He doesn't want to put any other lady in Gia's condition and have double problems.