Tragic Romance Secret Lair Novels & Stories

We fell through smoke, shattered wood, and burning fragments of the bedroom. I couldn’t tell which way was up. My body pressed against his as we plunged deeper into darkness. The air rushed past my ears. Then I saw it. Far below us, through the clouds of dust, was a vast black space beneath the estate. The underground vaults. Lautaro held me tighter. And together, tangled in silk, rubble, and darkness, we disappeared into the hidden depths beneath his house.

"We belong to each other and you will learn that.." I moan in pleasure as he begins to move his hips. "Tomorrow when we elope." He growls as he begins to fuck me wildly, his free hand gliding up my back, over my shoulder and he wraps his long fingers around the base of my throat. "In secret," He pants wildly. "You'll be known as Mila Burak. My wife. My queen..."

It was her voice that broke her reminiscing moment. ‘Oh my goodness you are blushing Emma!’Trish exclaimed, ‘Care to share who or what is behind all that and that smile…hmmm…someone has got a secret.’ Emma giggled, if it was any other guy she would have told her all about it but this was to be her secret. She was glad none of her friends were aware that she was spending a night out and she planned to keep it that way. ‘What can I say, its good to get lost in dreamland once in a while, you see in there you have a perfect guy, your kisses are sweet you lovemaking passionate and______________’ before she could finish Trish’s contagious laughter interrupted her and she found herself laughing alo

She flattened herself against the wall and fought to control her hammering heartbeat, hoping like mad he hadn’t seen her duck in here. Even her hands were trembling, she realized. She hadn’t been this upset since she’d caught her fiancé, Rhys, and her best friend, Alicia, in the wine cellar of the converted villa that housed Carson’s, her restaurant. The pain of losing the man she’d planned her future with to the friend who was supposed to have stood beside her in the church only a few days later had been unspeakable. Their joint betrayal still stung with the sharpness of a stingray’s barb. It was what had led her to her flight to Italy and tour of Tuscany, and ultimately to Draco Sandrelli,

Shaking my head with a click of my tongue, I fight hard to keep my smile from spreading across my face. “I told you I was building it for our secret dates.” He says with a mocking expression, wrapping his arms around me. “And now, it will be useful for us to elope.” I look around, admiring the black granite floors, the gray brick walls and the elegant furniture. “This is nowhere near a cave, Ru.” “Why?!” He pulls me closer, leaning his forehead against mine. “It’s underground, it’s designed with dark colors, its location is secret. If it’s because of the missing waterf-”

Sister would not let me rest too. And dhikrah will not stop talking about her Jazz... They will know after the Iddah... No one should settle it for us... Let him enjoy his mumu wife. Nonsense ... She hissed again. He drove into the compound, the light was on in her apartment and he know she was in the apartment, at least that was better. Alaileko (untrained) , Is she not suppose to come and plead? Hunnn, perhaps her going will be the best, I am tired of covering up for her... She had exposed me to all friends and sundry... Let her go and learn... O ti su mi ( I am tired)

he replied. He led through the hallway, her legs shaking as she walked. She glanced around at the destruction caused by the attack, wondering how Mateo would feel about the present situation. As they passed her room, she exclaimed, "No... we, we just passed my room!" "Your room is not safe, ma'am. Please follow me," the guard said. He took her to a secret lair on the second floor of the building, hidden beneath a staircase. He used a card to unlock the door, and the lair was dark until he turned on the light. Betty was amazed by the additional secrets the mansion held.

That night, under the silver moon, their bond was sealed,not planned, not spoken, but undeniable. By morning, she was gone. And in her heart, a secret began to grow. Back in the present, Lyra’s fingers curled around Isla’s shoulder as Damien’s voice cut through her thoughts. “This is no longer a game, Lyra. Whoever sent those wolves will not stop. You cannot fight this alone.” She said nothing. Her eyes only drifted to Isla,her daughter, her secret, her greatest risk. And in Damien’s eyes, she saw the question he hadn’t yet dared to ask.

Adrian Pov The city is a blur of light and color as I drive, the Moscow traffic a slow, grinding beast. My phone buzzes with a new message, and I know without looking that it’s Leo. He’s been my rock, my confessor, the only one who knows the truth of my secret life. I pull over to a secluded park, the cold, winter air a sharp contrast to the fire raging inside me. I’m a man on the edge, a man who has made a deal with the devil. A deal I have no intention of honoring.

I see the defeated look in Kale’s eyes as he tries so hard to not want her, I see the reverent look in Leon’s eyes, haunted and lost, like he would never find his way again without her, and I focus on the steady thrumming of my heart against my chest as it draws to her. A sigh escapes my lips, and her pale long lashes flutter against her rosy flushed skin as she tries to look at me. But she’s so spent her eyes shut. “Thank you,” she whispers. “sirs.” Holy shit. My cock stirs again. Madame X is known to never sleep with the same client twice. But when I look at Leon, I know he’s thinking the same thing. That there is no way in hell that this is the last time we get to fuck her.