The Secret She Keeps 소설 & 이야기

Her hand held the doorknob and without letting another question stop her, she stepped out of the room and shut the door behind her. It was a race to her study. Click. She turned the key in the lock and heaved a sigh of relief, her heart thundering in her chest from how pressurizing this felt. She hated keeping secrets from Eli and right now, she realized that she was always keeping secrets from him. It was a tough place to be caught in, but she had no choice. Then she moved to the sofa and flipped through the Black book, writing out a list of places she was convinced would have some worthwhile information for her.

She asked her mother who chuckled. “ Gerald is under my nails honey, his precious secrets lie here with me,” she said holding her chest as she smiled. “ what’s this secret that you don’t want to share with me?” She asks for Martha to smile. “When a secret is more than two people then it’s no secret honey. Just don’t worry, that alone is our key to getting whatever we want from him.” She said for Kayla to smile.

The last thing I remembered hearing was, “we got her.” ** |Sean's POV| "She's in the mansion, tied on a chair, in the basement. Two guards are in front of her cell." Jake, one of my men informed. He was standing straight with his hands behind his back. "She killed someone. The sight was gruesome. The man had a dick in his mouth and his face was completed unrecognisable. I'm telling you, boss, this girl's mental." "And we found her outside the club." Travis, another one of my guys added with a nod. I glanced at him before rolling my eyes, "yeah ‘cause that's where I told you you'd find her, idiot."

To look after his pride, I hadn't told him I possessed a manor of several thousand square meters in Narshe, complete with a full staff and bodyguards. I left the manor uninhabited to squeeze into this tiny house with him, living with his parents day in and day out. Originally, I had planned to reveal my identity to him after the wedding. Looking at it now, though, there was no need. With a single phone call, several black business vans pulled up outside the door in less than twenty minutes. My assistant, James, brought my men inside, and they methodically organized my belongings. Clothes, jewelry, documents… each item was packed into boxes.

She takes a deep breath, sensing the overwhelming want to seize this woman and likely strangle her to death to prevent any more information from leaking. This is unbelievable to her. How in the world has this been worked out by anyone else? She believed that she had carried this secret with her her entire life. She had no intention of telling anyone about this. She has been fighting this secret deep down inside herself and pleading with God to just be kind to her. She never thought that someone would truly figure it out and use it against her, not even after everything that had happened. She shakes in her spot and gives a quick nod of her head. "All well, I will follow your instructions and

Please don’t ever discover what happened during that night. This is something that I will keep secret for the rest of my life. In case I am forced to sacrifice my secret to losing you, I know I will do whatever it takes to go back to you. “As long as you are still willing to hold my hand in this way right now, I need nothing more.” I saw Sienna pick up one piece of the cake again. She blew onto it gently before putting it into her mouth. Seconds after that, she changed her expression. Her eyes grew slightly bigger.

EVELYN’S POV I make my way through the dimly lit private room of the club, itching to get my mind off work. I left Evelyn Harper at the entrance of the club, and now, only Mistress V remains, a confident woman in latex and a mask covering my face. This is my escape, after a day of being the invisible secretary who fetches coffee and schedules meetings for the most terrifying man in the city, I can be Mistress V. I can finally be seen, I can give out orders. This is why I love Mistress V, she lives a life that is opposite to mine, and when I’m her, I forget the hell I live through as Evelyn.

But now she knew the secret, and it was her turn. Maya stood up after her fifth cup of decaf. In her mind, she took out a key and envisioned the chest in the hut where she had found the pictures. She tucked the key in the hole and turned it, locking the chest tight. Then she tossed the key as she closed that chapter of her life—and along with it, Bruce’s secret and her guilt. “Hello?” The phone picked up on the third ring. Luke’s voice made her run towards their territory immediately, but she continued wandering around the new store she had entered.

It was Clarissa. It sounded like she had even locked the shop door, probably to keep anyone else from coming in. Then she headed quickly toward the back storage room. Each step brought her closer. She seemed to be pulling off her pants as she walked. A second later, that same heat and wetness surrounded me again. Even though nothing had technically happened yet, the intense friction alone was enough to make my head spin. "Mmm…" This time, I couldn't hold it in. A long groan slipped out of my throat.

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.