The Secretly Rich Man Novels & Stories

Instead, she was discovering that wealth could conceal secrets just as easily as it could open doors. She also knew that whatever came next might change her understanding of her mother forever. Her phone vibrated again. Both of them looked down. Another message had arrived. This time, there was no photograph. Only a single sentence. Ask Victor Alexander what he promised Eleanor Williams in exchange for her silence. Amara slowly raised her eyes. Damien read the message over her shoulder. Neither spoke. Outside the office, the city continued moving, unaware that an old secret was beginning to unravel inside one of its most powerful companies.

It just happened that it slipped out of her mouth. For the rich man, that was like a hard strike directly in his heart but because of his good acting skills, he seemed to be not affected of it. “I am not honest on the things that I should keep just for myself because I don't think others will understand and I don't think they can help it when they found out.” “You mean you're a secretive person? You like hiding things you want to hide?” “Yeah. Is there anything wrong with that? What if you have something that could hurt others if you spell it out, would you mind telling it to them or might as well keep it to them so there will be no problem at all. All you have is that problem exclusively fo

Stefanos replied as calmly as if he were discussing the weather, making Draco stop in his tracks. This man. He thought. He is willing to sacrifice all his savings to buy a mere omega. I mean, I would have done anything to bring her back to, only that I have too much to lose. Would I have done the same, give away all my treasures to bring that Omega home? Just who is this man? He that acts like a commoner, but is richer than most nobles and yet is never seen in any high society gatherings? What is your secret, Adriano Perez?

Gifts worth more than thousands of dollars. With the power of just one person, Felicity’s lifeline which had been trampled, was restored immediately. Quera was a little dumbfounded at this sight of this. What? This Ordinary Man was really rich? He also had fifteen thousand dollars? “Damn it! He must have stolen money from his house!” “How can he be that rich? Isn’t he a fake local tycoon?” “Yes! He must have stolen this money! Brother Champion is the real local tycoon!”

It’s actually another name for a brothel where there’s also a prostitute waiting upstairs just to serve all these rich elites which include the woman who wishes to experience the pleasure of being had by a skillful male prostitute who happens to be a good looking man that came from all around the world that exceeds lovemaking better than their old ass husbands. Tis’ true what people said. Rich people are weird people. Full of secrets and some like his family can be really dangerous when it comes to keeping secrets and erasing proof that could affect them. That explains how a one-time rapist like him was sitting there, sulking alone with guilt swarming his head free, and not in jail.

" I found the boss's secret hideout and begged for a loan. He agreed to give it to me and he made me promise to pay it back after a month. I agreed. Well, I'd do anything to repair my son's failing heart." That was it. Wait! Boss's secret hideout? What does that mean? My dad was a driver for this rich man I never met before. I didn't even know anything about him, but why would a rich man have a secret hideout? From what I heard, he earned his money legally. I flipped to the next page. I checked the date. Weird, my dad wrote this the following month. " He sent his men after me. It must be because of the money."

"We both knew there's nothing wrong with what we're doing. We're also not stepping on anyone. I never became a married man and you're single as well. Let's just let them think whatever they want if ever they find out. I'm pretty sure they won't though. It was only you and me who knew what happened during our wild nights together. Nobody will know. This will be our kinky little secrets...." he reached my face so I could lift my gaze and make our faces equal. "....You are my kinky little secret," he then kissed my lips. His voice is so gentle and sweet.

In the tone of his voice, he did not immediately believe what Arya said. My attention is on them because they are next to each other. Maybe they have known each other for a long time. Arya glared at the man. Arya was ready to speak but I preceded the woman. "Señorito Keeion?" my confirmation. There's a lot of traces in his body that this man is rich so there is a good chance that he is Señorito Keeion Arya and Aunt Cora are referring to. He is the one who can answer my questions, especially about my condition which they are preventing me from knowing.

“Don’t worry. I won’t let this secret out!” Javier believed her. She had never been the type to spill secrets. Joey had other questions to ask, though—the kind Javier was equally unable to give answers to. “How did you manage to earn that much money, Javier? Since when are you so rich?” she asked. Javier’s answer was simple but super bad*ss—so bad*ss, cool, and grand that Joey felt her soul rocked by the impact. “I’ll tell you when you’ve spent every last dime of that 15 million.”

We need to talk" he shouted, making the woman on his lap stand up and straighten her clothes. "As far as I know, I gave you good manners, what did you do with them? You dumped them in the motel with your lovers," he said. "I'm sorry, ex-widower, but I have some very serious things to tell you" he said as the girl left the office, and Dhany's face was one of disgust. "Ex-widower? Are you crazy now? "No, I'll be brief, find out what they keep hidden in that room "So who is this person?