The Secrets Of Us Gl Novels & Stories

He couldn't understand why she would do something. "I guess not everyone is as they seem, right?" Sophie said as she walked in with David. ********* To everyone of you that came so far with me, I want to take this moment to thank you all. You have been a source of inspiration to me, pushing me to my very best. Thank you all so much. Finally, Secret Love is coming to an end. 2 more chapters to go!!!🤗🤗 Check out my other story; Fading Scars: Scars of the past on W******l. I'm sure you'll love it. Thank you once again. See y'all in the next update.

As the secretary became slightly under the booze’s influence, she leaned to her boss and flirted with him, “Don't you think we should spend more time like this at the bar, Glenn?” ‌ “Of course, babe,” Glenn put his arm around Marrie’s waist and pulled her closer. “Just you remember, we need to keep this relationship a secret from any of Autoekomsten’s employees, including Kevin.” ‌ Marrie giggled and kissed Glenn’s cheek. She then put her hair up before whispering to her lover, “Don’t you want to lose some tenses by dancing with your lovely secretary, Sir?” ‌

The secretary pulls her gaze from the documents and looks at me for a moment. I don't know which one irritated her more, the repeated shaking of my legs against the other or the occasional clearing of my throat that cut through the silence. But hey, I am the only applicant remaining. You can't blame me for being anxious. She sighs, picks her phone from the table and swipes through the screen. The TV comes on. Yes! Channel 166 fills the screen. I gush in excitement as my favourite program—Celebrity Gossip Blog—airs. It is the number one rated program in the country and the favourite of over eighty-five percent of women in America.

The top trending searches on F******k had already exploded: #MiaSecretlyMeetsJezin# #WhatIsTheRelationshipBetweenJezinAndMia# #MiaInJezinsRoomForFourHours# I frowned. Seeing my name placed next to Jezin’s was nauseating enough—how dare they fabricate a relationship between us? Which lunatic was spreading this nonsense online? I tapped into #MiaSecretlyMeetsJezin# and saw countless marketing accounts reposting a video. The video content was footage secretly filmed from a hidden camera. In the footage, a woman dressed exactly like me was seen sneaking into Jezin’s room. When she came out, it was nearly dawn—four hours later.

“I’ve noticed. He kind of likes to annoy you.” “Oh, it’s his life mission.” Mrs. Fisher cleared her throat from the front. “Alright, who can tell me the first step?” Dead silence. I looked at my desk. Eye contact meant certain death and I wasn't prepared for that. Ella leaned closer, whispering, “I don’t get why letters get to hang out with numbers. It just feels wrong.” I smirked. “They call it algebra. I call it identity theft.” Her laugh escaped before she could stop it, and Mrs. Fisher’s gaze snapped to us. “Is something funny?”

“After all these years, I finally met the real Selena. She is struggling and has secrets she doesn’t want to share with you.” “Secrets? Is she pregnant?”

" You should see this. I believe you have not watched it. " " Where am I supposed to watch it?" Captain Clinton asked. " That's right. But it is on the news. You just have not had the time to check the events of the day. If you did, you would have seen the latest celebrity of the nation. " " And who could that be?" " Captain Clinton of the United States Secret Service." Captain Clinton chuckled. " Spare me that. " " Here. Take a look at this. Sorry you are not watching the whole show. Just this important part. " He handed the laptop over to Captain Clinton.

Confidential was what written on it. I sat down on the ground, the material is cool. I dropped the envelope onto the glass coffee table. Open it, a voice in my head whispered. It's right there. The Tokyo merger details. The family secrets. The leverage you need. I reached for it, my fingernail sliding right up to the edge of the heavy, untouched wax seal. The red wax was smooth, perfect—a symbol of a world that valued appearances over everything.

I say pleasantly. “I know exactly what I saw tonight.” Still pleasant. Still smiling. “Room 1403. Samuel Thomas. Eleven o’clock on a Wednesday.” He tilts his head. “I also know about Saturday. And the Wednesday before that.” He pauses. “It’s been going on for three weeks, Khloe. You have been careful. Not careful enough.” The water glass is cold in my hands. I keep them still. “What do you want?” I ask. Direct. No more games.

“Of course not. Neither of us gets to have sex with anyone else, or kiss anyone else. This is an absolute, because we would feel it if the other cheats.” “It’s not a problem, Jenna. What else?” “No secrets. We are always honest with one another.” “Don’t you have attorney-client secrets and all that other legal mumbo jumbo?” Danny asked. “Yes, that’s true. No secrets that aren’t work related.” “Deal. Anything else?” I took a deep breath. This one was the hard one. “No dating Beth, no acting like you are dating her, no using pet names with her, and no hanging out with her alone.”