Secrets, Lies, and Dirty Games

By Lexi Sylver

The stakes are high at Casino Night, a glamorous fundraising event for celebrity A-listers, and top PR pro and fixer Charlie has brought her A-team to help keep her clients in check and their secrets safe.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lexi Sylver Enterprises, Inc.
• Release date: May 31, 2023
• ISBN: 9781738979813

Lexi Sylver

Lexi Sylver is the award-winning erotica author of Mating Season: Erotic Short Stories and Secrets, Lies, and Dirty Games. She leads a kinky and unconventional life and loves sharing stories of her sexcapades and fantasies. As a sex, relationship, and open lifestyle coach and educator, she helps people live their lives fully and authentically. When she's not busy writing smut while snacking on candy, she enjoys cooking, reading, watching horror movies, playing fantasy football, and getting her hands dirty in the garden. Her mission is to empower you to shamelessly explore your Lexuality.

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Contents

. Chapter

A Note from Lexi

Content Warning

Secrets, Lies, and Dirty Games

Teaser: Stranger in the Woods

About the Author

Dedicated to

G.A.B.

for always sharing

your zest and passion with me

A Note from Lexi

It’s no secret that I’m hot-blooded. When I’m passionate about something — or someone — I often choose to indulge myself.

Lately, I’ve been getting so excited about my writing and stories that I can’t wait until they’re all ready as part of a collection, like I did with Mating Season: Erotic Short Stories.

May this tasty morsel of erotica help you satisfy your hunger for more Lexual literature.

Want to discover what’s next? Check the exclusive excerpt at the end of this story to delve into the adventure my new characters will explore very, very soon.

Until next time,

Stay Lexual, my loyal readers.

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Content Warning

Secrets, Lies, and Dirty Games is fictional short erotica that contains mature content and strong language, including graphic sexual activity such as oral and manual stimulation, penetration, choking, and slapping.

Secrets, Lies, and Dirty Games

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A-list celebrities mill around the glitzy ballroom of The Pierre Hotel, pressing the flesh.

I know all their dirty little secrets.

Primo fundraising events like this Casino Night are rife with opportunities to cleanse celebrities’ public images and distract people from recent — and past — scandalous headlines.

Which is why I’ve advised my clients to make sizable donations to the tune of six figures apiece — at the minimum — and don their finest gala wear for this exclusive red-carpet event. It’s not like they can’t afford it.

Invitations to this event are limited to la crème de la crème of high society — members of royal families, high-ranking senators and lawmakers, award-winning members of the media and film, along with some assorted millionaires and billionaires from some of the biggest companies and industries in the world.

This year, the funds raised will go toward the children’s hospital, and the most generous philanthropist will have their name engraved on the archway of the new wing. It’s the kind of moral currency that can only be bought. And that’s the thing about celebrities — status is of paramount importance. Appearances are everything, after all.

The Grand Ballroom is more luxurious than ever, with five hundred members of the glitterati milling around from table to table, trying their luck at roulette and blackjack. But, with all the marquee names at this star-studded soirée, I doubt anyone is paying attention to me. To them, I’m just another well-dressed woman who’s letting her long, dark hair down for a night of pleasure and an adrenaline rush from the high of gambling.

Granted, I’ve attracted several appreciative looks from other guests. I know that my dress hugs my curves in all the right places, and the ruby tone of the silk fabric is a stunning contrast against my alabaster skin. My new diamond and gold earrings dangle like crystal chandeliers from the ballroom’s high ceilings. It thrills me that my designer wardrobe is all paid for by covering up the indiscretions of these public figures and aristocrats. I’ve more than earned the privilege of attending these opulent events because of my stellar reputation as a fixer.

Just looking at tonight’s guests, I consider the latest headlines I’d helped prevent: Rock Legend Caught Fucking Her Husband’s Sister in Their Bed. Congressman Has Secret Second Family with His Housekeeper. Actor Fired After Punching Director During Blockbuster Movie Production. Tech Billionaire Suspected of Insider Trading with Pharmaceutical Giant.

Except for the New York locals, everyone else has flown in from around the world to experience the extravagance and flaunt their success at this unmissable event. Of all the guests here, I’m responsible for managing the publicity for about a hundred of them between my clients and their partners or plus-ones.

Even though I’m in town from London to work, I plan to make the most of tonight and my newly acquired gala wear. If not for indulging myself at events like these, I’d have virtually no