Suspicious Partner Novels & Stories

Susan said bringing out a folder “ We are going to deliver , and our work is neat and original materials are used . We don't use counterfeit” Dan said smiling “ But that's not what I heard , we compared your work to others , you paid someone to put your name on the list.” Susan said making Dan pale How did they find out .” It wasn't given as a bribe .” Dan said immediately “ Then what? , If I may ask .” Susan said “ We have the list of all your bad deeds, you did your wife's burial last month and you are already flaunting your love with her best friend. Were you cheating on her before?.” Susan asked

I say, pointing at her bump. "It should be a girl. I want someone like me, not another Patrick," she whispers. We laugh. Susan looks at me again, and something shifts in her eyes. I know she wants to see more. Susan was history and still familiar in a dangerous way I understood. Ciara? Ciara is something else entirely that I can’t control. Patrick just sips his drink. Maybe he trusts his wife too much. Or maybe this isn’t the first time he’s seen something like this. Maybe this is exactly what he meant about marriage wearing him down.

I was upset and nervous at the same time because I didn’t even know how to defend my doubt anymore, seeing how they were so sure about the whole partnership thing, like they had already concluded, and I have nothing to do about it anymore. Liam was quiet all through the meeting, and I could not help but be suspicious about his quietness because he’s not the type to be usually quiet in such a setting, and he didn’t even bother to defend me or support anything that I had to say; he was just quietly listening to everything. I could not help but feel that this whole thing was planned by him because I know that everyone here supports him and they listen to everything he says, so there is no way h

“Do you trust him?” He hesitated. “I don’t know. He seems… persuasive. Vanessa says he’s brilliant with finances, but I don’t like the way he talks about partnerships. It feels like there’s something underneath it.” There is, I thought bitterly. You just don’t see it. “Maybe you should look deeper,” I said softly. “Sometimes the best partners are the ones you don’t invite in too quickly.” Adrian looked at me for a long moment, as if trying to understand what I really meant. Then he nodded slowly. “You’re right. I’ll have the accounts checked again before I decide.”

In the twelve months following the clinical event, a sequence of things happened. His immediate supervisor at work, with whom he had a documented conflict, resigned abruptly following an investigation into a financial irregularity that could not be fully explained. The investigation had been triggered by an anonymous tip. The tip was never traced. A business partner he had worked with for six years ended the partnership after discovering that a key client relationship had been transferred without his knowledge. The transfer had been executed through documentation that was technically valid but that the partner's attorney later described as having been produced under circumstances that could

I snapped, too quick. Her brow arched. “Okay then.” But she smiled, secret in her eyes. Tension built like a storm. Mark noticed. “What’s with you two? Fighting?” “No,” we said in unison. He shrugged, but suspicion lingered. Then the mistake escalated. I “borrowed” her laptop again when she showered. Deeper dive: emails to partners. “Need a young guy for breeding scene. 18-20, slim build. Bonus if he looks innocent.”

“I’m not trying to disrespect you. I’m simply asking you to stop accusing me of things that aren’t true.” Iris stepped closer. “You should know your place.” Rhea held her ground. “Perhaps you should ask yourself why you’re so desperate for a man who is already in a relationship.” Iris froze. She looked genuinely stunned. Then she laughed—a short, disbelieving sound as she shook her head. “You think Alaric is in a relationship?” Rhea said nothing. Iris’s smile slowly disappeared. “You must be delusional if you actually believe a man like Alaric would want someone like you.”

His voice was still calm. That almost made me suspicious all over again. “I’m not saying that you’re a threat.” “You’re saying you don’t trust me.” He sighed. “Exactly.” There was a quiet chuckle through the speaker. “Fair enough.” “I don’t know anything about you. I don’t know what you want, I don’t know what your real intentions are, and I definitely don’t know why you decided that finding me qualified you to become my partner.” I laid everything out on the line.

Their mission was precise: destabilize the household, erode trust among allies, and manipulate financial perception to incite internal disagreements. During a community project meeting, Helena subtly introduced discrepancies in accounting, questioning allocations and indirectly implying mismanagement. Simon whispered doubts to local partners, casting subtle suspicion on the household’s intentions. Abby, detecting the pattern immediately, calmly addressed the meeting: clarifying each allocation, highlighting transparency, and reinforcing trust. Aubrey supplemented with detailed documentation, ensuring every community partner understood the exact transactions and rationale.

“Are you crazy? You are going to end a partnership that has been on for years because of my marriage and what I choose to fucking do with it?” This brat… He is right about the partnership being in existence long before he and I became the heads of the respective companies but I do not give a damn about that. “You heard me loud and clear, Kian. Sign the papers quietly or watch the end of our partnership hit the news and watch reporters dig into the reason until they find out what you have done. Are you really going to drag Leslie through that mud with you even after everything you have done?” He falls silent as if contemplating it but then he looks at me with eyes filled with suspicion.