All Chapters of The Dark Secrets: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

JennaJenna Maxwell, a 25-year-old woman with a kind heart and a fierce personality. She is a complete package of what men want in a woman. Looks, kindness, potential and mostly a loving nature which she had was every man's weakness, but she wasn’t any longer available for men. Her life was given to her best friend. Yes, she got married to her best friend who was also her second cousin, Liam. They never talked to each other as kids, nor ever barely saw as they used to live far from each other. In their teens, their families used to meet at festivals or family get-togethers, but they both had never gotten a chance to entangle with one another.Back in the day of Jenna’s sixteenth, she attended a cousin’s birthday party where Liam noticed her for the first time. At the start, he couldn’t agree on the fact that he was attracted to her and wanted to have his ways with her, he lusted her at first glance but at the time when she passed him a piece of cake with her brightest smile, his heart

2“Hey there, love!” Eliana exclaimed in pure happiness and pounced on me with her arms caging me tightly, “Ah, Hel-lo, Eliana, i-it’s tight,” I couldn’t speak a sentence properly because her strength was suffocating me. When I about to breath my last breathe she left me panting hard,“You’re here! Thank God I finally get to meet you after so long, bubble!” Her eyes were sparkling in genuine love and my heart wished if she could’ve been a boy, I would’ve asked her to marry me right at this moment. I blinked twice to control my natural emotion back in my eyes.She helped me with my suitcase and invited me inside her cute condominium. I won’t lie but her little apartment was frankly adorable and I took my time to admire it for minutes. She had a narrow corridor right after the entrance, then came a huge tv lounge of light-grey theme with white curtains joining an American Style kitchen adjoining corridor’s wall, going further straight after the kitchen, we got two elegant bedrooms with

4It’s been two hours since we have stepped into Grand Atrium, everyone around me was enjoying the movie like they would go blind after it, though I was only the one realizing much bigger facts apart from the movie, I had realized what a boring and robotic life I was living back there; so loyal to my husband that I couldn’t see what I had become. Eliana told me about her friends and how they left their spouse barely after their marriage just began because they wouldn’t allow them to club alone. Here I was, serving my husband’s needs all the time and still being treated like a trash can.Throughout the movie, my main focus was to reduce this heavy feeling of getting caught, I couldn’t be able to find any excuse to lessen the growing anxiety; whenever my mind thought of Liam watching me on TV or social media, that haunted me to my deep cores. Clearly, it meant he could easily spot me in LA. I let out a huff and concentrated on the movie which I was faking to enjoy because Eliana and her

6All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further. All the scene happened with me in the club replayed like a movie, making me unsteady to feel loath each time I heard that man’s voice and then out of nowhere another man’s punches him, Who was he? My eyes wide-opened, I was hugging a pillow which was trapped in between my thighs too, I turned straight, inhaled deeply to get some fresh and lessen this hateful feeling after the nightmare, I raised my head, looked to my right to find open curtains, crystal sunlight passing brightening the room all around, giving my eyes a ple

8“We’re starting with you, lovebird.” She raised her left eyebrow, plastering a smirk on her face. Don’t call me that, El! “Start what?” I counter-questioned hesitantly. I hoped she wouldn’t notice my slightly cracked voice. “How was the party for you? Banged a guy or came home sober?” she winked and started rocking me. I smiled faintly and lowered my gaze to the ground in shyness, I probably was blushing. “Look at this red mess!” she teased. She knew I became edgy from such other-guy-involved-questions. “No, nothing guys thing happened to me (or at least I don’t believe it) I… came home, sober!” I kinda tried to shoo her but she was planning to exaggerate longer -her face told me. This side of Eliana I had never liked. She always thinks pulling someone’s leg makes other people feel butterflies in the stomach but it’s totally the opposite of what I felt every time she did this with me. It was exasperating me. “Like I believe you. When did you reach home?” Okay, that’s where I lef