Novel & Cerita The Player Hides His Past

He instructed. He played silently for a few minutes, capturing my pieces without effort. “Why are you really here?” he asked. I didn’t answer. Just stared at him. He looked up finally, sharp eyes meeting mine. “You’re hiding something. Secrets get people killed.” I’m not the only one hiding things,” I said before I could stop. He smirked, the first sign of emotion I’d seen. I lost the match. But he let me stay. That night, I stayed outside near the cliff’s edge, the wind cool against my skin. I watched the stars and listened to the woods breathe.

he said, his tone softer now. I gave a small smile and shrugged. “There’s not much to tell.” “Liar,” he shot back immediately, as if he had predicted my answer from the start. “People who look as guarded as you usually aren’t like that because their lives are boring. It’s because there’s too much they’re trying to hide.” I didn’t respond right away. Not because I didn’t know what to say, but because he was right. I didn’t want to talk about my past. I would rather not mention Vince. Furthermore, I would rather not bring up Alaric. Likewise, I would rather not reopen the wounds I had worked so hard to bury.

"Why keep this from me, Alexander? What else have you concealed about your past?" As Evelyn's words hung in the charged air, the room seemed to contract around us, enclosing our shared history in a suffocating embrace. I met her gaze, my eyes betraying a mixture of remorse and vulnerability. "Evelyn, I never meant to hide anything from you. Isabella was a part of my past, and I thought I could bury those memories to focus on building a future with you."

Edrick alleged sternly with a creepy look on his face before darting out of the room. I didn’t have time to linger on the rubbish things he said about Aaron when I was the one who hid my shameful past from him before marriage. Lord have some mercy on me! What on earth would I tell Aaron if Edrick has exposed our past to him? I don’t want to be left abandoned again. I felt my vision blur as tears welled up in my eyes. With a trembling hand, I wiped away the tears with the palm of my hand. I can't give up.

“You should’ve stayed safe.” “Safe doesn’t mean anything if you’re gone,” she murmured. For a moment, he said nothing—then leaned forward, resting his forehead against hers. The world around them roared, but between them, there was only silence and heartbeat. “Elena,” he breathed, “I can’t keep you in this anymore. My past—it’s not just business. It’s dangerous.” “Then tell me what you’re hiding,” she said softly. “Tell me who the ghost investor is.”

After playing several times, she felt that it was really not interested, so she unloaded the game. She didn't even figure out how to play and the rules. Ashley glanced up at him, then quickly bowed her head again, pretending not to hear. Jacob took their boarding passes out of his pocket and reminded her, "Do you hear me?" "Oh." Jacob handed her her boarding pass, and continued to say, "Take a screenshot for me and prove it." Ashley's scalp was numb and changed her words instantly." I really can't remember the account number. " Hearing the speech, Jacob raised his eyelashes and stared at her for a while, making a humming sound neither lightly nor heavily.

I felt like my heart was already in my throat because of nervousness. I let out a deep breath to calm myself but it didn't help especially when I saw him walking towards me. "What are you hiding?" he asked as he tried to steal the lingerie that I was hiding behind my back. "What is it Love?" he asked. I didn't respond again, I just held it tightly but he did the same so I had no choice but to let go of it. I saw how his forehead creased as he stared at lacy undergarments. I saw how his adams apple moved when he swallowed hard.

I said as I start getting my fresh shirt from the walk-in closet. "Man...you work too hard. Being an athlete is hard work. I don't get why you're not retiring already? You got your houses and modeling thing already. Why are you so money hungry bro?" He was asking while he types on his phone, confirming our meet with the rest of the guys. "I happen to like my job brother. Come we better get going, and get Sam to drive us I'm not risking an accident so close to my championship date." It was half an hour later when we finally arrived at Players. Our buddy Jack is the bartender there, so it's a given.

The buzz from my drink is taking far too long to get here. "Have I upset you?" He asks lowly. My throat dries, as I force myself to straighten. "You unnerve me. And confuse me." "What about me confuses you?" "You act as though you don't have a past. You've told me nothing about yourself, and yet you want to see me again,” I explain. Is he hiding something? I know all about dark pasts, and I get the sense Keo’s was no fairytale.

The entire week have been fun, he didn't go to his regular football match, and I also turned the offer of hanging out with Oliver, we did all things I have ever wanted "You think you can hide from the devil cupcake" I heard him say, am hiding from him, you know hide and seek. Yesterday he thought me how to play football, after hours he said am just hopeless. "Found you" he said and unveiled the cotton I use to hide. Normally in hide and seek, its sad when you are caught, but with him am happy when he finds me. For at that moment he grace me with a smile that makes my stomach somersaults.