Novel & Cerita Silk Secrets

Sadiqah asked. “You are a business woman and your husband did wealthy, just tell him about me at your own peril.” Dhikrah threatened him. “It will surely affect my business … ehn Dhikrah! I will send you the money.” Sadiqah said and swallowed hard. “Okay, I will send you an account number, send it within twelve hours so that I can closed the account back.” Dhikrah explained. “Hmm, Okay.” She replied and the phone got disconnected. Ehn, what have gotten myself into…

"What do you mean?" Leon asked sharply. He hadn't expected such a setback in his plans. The designer looked at Leon worriedly, trying to explain the situation carefully. "The material for the suit is no longer being produced by our supplier, Sir." "Why is that?" Leon pressed on, feeling frustrated because his efforts might be in vain. He wanted that suit. Lola then explained that the silver silk used in the suit was a rare product that had ceased production. This material had been produced by the Faraday tribe, who had a unique skill in weaving silver thread into silk fibers, creating a spectacular and beautiful shimmer.

cring cring. I came back to my senses and took my mobile out. I answered the phone and said with a cunning smirk "Good, very good george..... come back soon....!!" "Lara bean, Welcome home..hahaha..!!!" ********************* Lara's POV George took his phone and called someone.... yeah, I actually know that f**cking someone..he is none other than that bastard Aiden....Aiden black, The only heir and CEO of Black's group. "Young master black, we caught her...she is with us now......" He said in a low voice and hung up the call. Though, his voice is low I clearly heard what he said.

hiding spot. As Leila examined the window, she felt something sharp graze her elbow. A shard of glass protruded from the decaying frame, and a mustard-colored longish thread of wool was flapping in the wind. A chill ran down her spine as she realized this was no accidental discovery; someone had left this thread here while watching her aunt’s garden.

He showed her the file. She collected it and threw it wherever it wanted to land. "So? What about this kind of stuff? The k group will not collapse because of this matter. But Duke and sinha just let this good opportunity pass?" She asked. " What are you plotting again?" Nathaniel asked her. " what I am up to. You know it too. I'm not the one to let go of something in my hands. If you want to protect your company,grab onto my hand." She said.

"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.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

" She doesn't belong to my brother ,got got their hair samples tested and if it isn't my brother ,then maybe it could be you. Chris felt his heart racing as he absorbed the news. "What do I do now?" he asked, feeling overwhelmed. "Let's get the both of you tested first ,then we can take things up from there", Kyra suggested. She tried getting another sample of Flora's hair ,which was tested with that of Chris, the results came out positive and Chris was already trembling. " But why would she keep this a secret from me all these years ", he asked. " Obviously, she wants to be queen and she wants her daughter as the next Crowned queen as well", Kyra replied.

I wish he were here just so I could yell it to his face. I lift the lid and I find another box inside. When I open that one, the smile clears off my face instantly. Silk. A set of lingerie in exotic colors. Black, wine red, and a dark violet that looks like a bunch of exotic secrets. I pick up the wine-red set and feel the fabric in my hands. “Oh my god!” I breathe out, pausing for a few seconds to feel it. It feels like… water. It’s so tiny and delicate it’s almost not even there in my hand.

not once acknowledging the scars that litter my back. “This gown looks lovely on you.” One of the maids said. It’s a light pink gown, with puffy off-the-shoulder sleeves. It’s just as see-through as the rest, but truthfully, I didn’t mind. It is soft as silk, and it made me wonder if the material was actually silk. It feels different than the rest, more.. soft. “Is this silk?” I asked as I felt it between my fingers. “Oh, yes. It’s Mulberry silk. The finest silk there is.” She replied. It made me question the King. Why was he putting me in the “finest silk there is”? I’m still a slave. His.. slave.