Their Dirty Little Secret Novels & Stories

He noticed June was still nowhere to be found after they were done eating and Keir was back, he got bored with their chit-chat and decided to come to check their little secret hideout when they were young. He had been standing by the door for some time watching June smoke and she seemed to be thinking deeply about something that she didn't feel his presence behind her, it seemed she and Octavia were close because no one came to this part of the house because it could only be accessed through a secret passage which only Keir knew about. "It is alright," June replied about to throw the cigarette behind her on the floor. "May I have that?" Hardin asked moving towards her, he reached for her han

Her mind was numb when she pushed herself away from the kitchen island and took a step back from the offending paperwork. Anyone else would have been ecstatic to not have to pay back any student loans, and maybe after the shock wore off, she would be grateful. But Roman had just shown her that he didn’t value her opinion at all. He had shown her that he could do whatever he wanted whether she liked it or not. He was tangling himself in the part of her life that was not supposed to include him. How would she ever explain this to her parents? What if someone from the admissions office put two and two together? She would be paranoid for the next few years that someone would guess who had paid h

“You’re talking nonsense. I’m leaving. Thanks for dinner.” I started walking, but he grabbed my wrist. “Let go. What the hell are you doing?” I glanced around, worried people were staring. Derek was well-known here, and so was I. The last thing I needed was a paparazzo snapping a photo of us. “Give me a chance, Elara. I’ll take care of your son too,” he begged, dropping the one secret I’d kept hidden for years. My eyes widened in horror. “H-how do you know?”

Isabella watched him go, her heart racing for an entirely different reason now. She didn't know that in a few hours, the man who just saved her day job would be the same man who would pay a fortune to see her tonight. And Alexander Sterling didn't know that the "Little Secret" he had booked for the evening was currently holding a mop, watching him disappear behind gold-plated doors.

The junior laughed at that, one short bark, entirely sincere, and went out into the Milan night carrying napkins worth a season. From the back of the room, Elena watched him go and did the arithmetic he'd never see. Sartori's money on her napkin. Sartori's name in her mouth, anathema, unspoken for years. And somewhere across the city a man she had fed at a table for three years was about to learn that a ghost was eating his lunch, and he would call it a curiosity, because he had never once in his life called a thing by its name. Elena went home at midnight, through the good dark, past the till where Luca's drawing of mama make was taped up in crayon, and slept like the dead, and woke to the

“You left without saying shit this morning. Why?” “I was late for work,” I snapped back, trying to sound tougher than I felt. My heart was already racing. “It was supposed to be one night. Just sex. No morning-after bullshit, no complications.” Richard pushed off the desk and came toward me slow, each step making the air feel thicker, hotter. He stopped right in front of me, close enough I could smell his cologne, that same warm masculine scent that had been all over my body yesterday. “No one can know about us,” he said low, like it was law. “What we did stays ours. Our dirty little secret.”

CHAPTER 29 - Elira’s Dark Secrets Ronan’s POV The dossier on Elira burned cold in my mind. Not just financial records, not just shell companies and dark-market connections. This was the intimate, unvarnished truth. The receipts for the private clinic in Geneva where she'd discreetly ended the pregnancy of a rival CEO's son. The encrypted chat logs with the judge she'd blackmailed into dismissing her DUI. The photos of the warehouse fire that had conveniently cleared a property she needed—along with the two night watchmen who'd never made it out.

“You can’t kill this man, T. He’s literally untouchable. His father is a big fish.” “No one is untouchable, Katie, even the POTUS. I’m not gonna kill him. I know he has dirt. That’s all I want to know. Everyone has secrets. I wanna dig into his bedroom kinks right to his deepest darkest secrets.” “And then what?” “I wanna invest in his business.” “Oh, God.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re playing with fire. That’s not all. You’re planning on something.” “Maybe, but I can’t tell you right now.”

THE HORNY FAMILY KIMBERLY I stood stiffly in the dimly lit toilet of the club, pressing my back against the tiled wall, trying to breathe through the chaos I could still hear from outside. The bass from the speakers pounded through the floor, the smell of sweat, alcohol, and perfume filled the air.

My personal assistant had told me of this very cool spot I could find anything I want, she had said it was a small Vegas in the heart of New York that only a handful of people knew about, and even fewer could access to. The idea of that thrilled me. A secret club is exactly what I need. Can't risk anyone finding me and giving me away to the blogs. Those guys have been on my case for a long while, waiting for another scandal. I let my mind roam on every other thing but that, it had been so disastrous that the family business was put on the pedestal and was almost lost. Couldn't think of what that did to me while I was yet dealing with lost money and a cousin on the run.