Hiding the Pain
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  • Reads 8,214
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 2h 2m
Ongoing, First published Jul 08, 2012
"You know what this company runs on?" he whispered.
"What?" she said softly not really wanting to hear the answer.
"Secrets."
"But what happens if someone doesn't want to keep any of the secrets anymore? What if they're just tired of lying?"
"Then they die."

 For those apart of Pulia, an undercover organisation, it is either live the heartless rich life or die a lover. Pain and lies is what this secret society runs on. When Daniel, the second-hand man in the company, and his team gets assigned to a mental patient without any explanation, it leaves them all wondering where their loyalty lies. Welcome to a world where the good and bad guys are unknown, the truth is just a bunch of lies, false loyalty is disguised as admiration and those you love the most are the ones to betray. Minds turn against each other, blood drops and secrets are revealed. 7 stories, 3 intertwined love triangles and 1 mission. 

When your life is on the line, each and every secret can make a difference between life and death. But lying isn't the only way to keep the secrets hidden, sometimes the only thing you can do is just Hiding The Pain.
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