Silk Secrets Novels & Stories

She asks, referring to our lives five years ago "No hidden secrets" THE END.

the lie left my lips smoothly, "Jennifer Hills. What about you?" He bit his lip bottom lip, "Quentin Whitlock." Our drinks were placed on the bar in front of us, the sound distracting us for a mere second. I grabbed the glass and brought it to my lips as he continued to speak, "I'm thirty seven. What about you, doll? You cannot be older than eighteen." "I'm flattered," I batted my eyelashes, letting out a fake chuckle as I did so, "I'm actually twenty eight." Again, that was a lie. I was only twenty but be didn't need to know that now, did he?

I didn’t turn my head, didn’t want to draw attention, didn’t want to know for sure, but I saw from the corner of my eye. A fixed gaze. A silent, intense stare directed at another woman in the room, Sophia nudged my arm, pulling my attention back to her. She leaned in, her voice low, conspiratorial, a vibrant contrast to the hushed reverence of the crowd and my own internal turmoil. “Okay,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling as a particularly stunning gown floated past. “These dresses, L. Un-fucking-real. Seriously. The sourcing? Where did you even find that silk?” “Milan,” I whispered back, a tight smile on my face.

"Tell me you found a thread, Gunner." Gunner swallowed hard, refusing to meet my eyes. "The tech boys ran the embroidery thread from the pocket square. It’s custom-spun. Pure mulberry silk intertwined with actual silver filaments. There are only three tailors in the world who work with material that expensive and none of them will give up their client lists. They are protected by private security that makes our compound look like a joke." I slammed my fist into the wooden table. "Money talks, Gunner! Offer them ten million! Offer them fifty! Buy the entire fucking tailor shop!"

Showed the beauty of this silk cloth to the people who passed right in front of us. "Ladies and gentlemen, and ladies and gentlemen. Stop by for a moment, take a look! We sell silk fabrics. The best silk fabrics! Come, look and buy, ”I said in a loud voice so that the people passing by could hear what I said. The first shout yielded nothing, I went back to doing the same thing. Speaking out loud, she said “ Ladies, and ladies and gentlemen. Stop by for a moment, take a look! We sell silk fabrics. The best silk fabrics! Come, see and buy. "

Just orders. I unzip the garment bag slowly. The dress inside is black,of course,but it isn’t plain. It’s silk, cut to drape like water and cling like a secret. Strapless, with a plunging neckline and a slit that runs up the thigh with no shame. Dangerous, elegant, expensive. Like something a queen would wear to a funeral. I smirk. I’ve worn blood before. Silk is easy. By nine, I’m ready.

Infuriatingly gentle. Focus, Abigail. “Silk,” I said quickly, latching onto the first thing that came to mind. “I’ve always liked silk. It’s one of those textures you can’t go wrong with. Classic.” Alexander’s voice followed mine. “She always looks good in emerald.”

This material was for refining weapons and was known as the Silver Soul Silk. It was something that was rarely seen anywhere. Even the various guides and books Chase had on pills did not have much information on them. The Silver Soul Silk was a precious material that could only be created under special circumstances. Chase did not expect to accidentally stumble upon such a rare item by accident. "Is the Silver Soul Silk valuable? What do you plan to exchange it for?" Cora asked carefully. Chase was taken aback to hear that and he had no idea how to react. He replied, "Are you planning to rip me off right after I saved your life, Cora?"