secret lovers

secret lovers

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Magno held me in his arms and kissed me in a way that we had kissed before. There was more than the usual fire. I felt more than comfortable in his arms as he deepened, left and buried softly and very deeply. It was a unique sensation that rocked us, something beyond ecstasy, a kind of shared fullness. Something I hadn't felt for another guy yet. Not even with Felipe. I saw in his eyes that he was scared too by our connection so intimate and delicious that I wished to cry to express myself, and fear stamped in his eyes it said that he felt the same thing.

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I took one last look at my hair in the mirror in my dressing room and stood up, after a quick prayer of thanks. They made me up perfectly, man hairstyle is beautiful and flashy. An imposing classic bun. - Torres. Two minutes. - My aide warns me and I wave at him. You lost count of how many times I entered before a refined audience. How many times did I put my soul in each cello note, and after all these At times, I lost my fear and stood up for myself in front of everyone. Woman and black woman, in a society that still keeps retrograde rules, between the lines. As I walked, wearing a luxurious scarpin and covered by a dress teal Versace, the production people were opening the doors for me to pass; people ahead walking fast guiding me, a security guard behind and another one ahead, at the entrance door of the stage. My life didn't always have doors open for me However, I came to the fight and won my place. Why didn't I accept being down there. Yes, if you are a woman, a man, black or white, you can and must have ambitions. Wanting to be someone in life and be able to have their own destiny. This is not wrong, getting it all with the sweat on your face. But you know what? Even though I went up to the stage hundreds of times, I still feel a shiver, I feel my stomach turn and my mouth dry. My heart races. I stand, the door opens, and everyone from the luxurious American audience gets up to greet me. Ovated, I enter with my head held high, with all my female class that I can use. I take my place beside my cello, subtly greet the pianist, the guitarists, the conductor, and turn to the audience. I make a gesture of greeting and sit down to begin. There is a short video, from an interview with Nina Simone, a jazz pianist and singer, black and militant against racism; she said: “There were a few times on the stage where I really felt free. And that is an incredible thing. For me, freedom is not to be afraid. ”I make this phrase my lifestyle. Do not be afraid. I never play the victim in the face of everyday life just because I am a woman and a black woman; I never regretted that men got everything and I would be inferior because I was a woman, I came and showed my value and now I am more of a voice in the leather that says: a woman's place is where she wants it to be.

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