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Hymns and Hypocrisy.
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2025-07-13 22:00:30
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His Mistress. She Doesn’t Hate Me But….
“Angel!”“Angel!"“Ms. Caribello!"“How do you feel about your current situation?"“Are you happy being Raul's mistress?"“Did you take the role of Felicia to get close to Mr. D'Amano?"“Do you love him, or are you just a slut? Answer us, ma'am!"The paparazzi swarmed like vultures, their voices a noisy chorus as I pushed through the crowd outside the company building.Their cameras flashed, blinding and relentless, each question a barb meant to draw blood.Some grabbed at the hem of my long blazer, their fingers brushing the fabric, but I kept my chin high, ignoring their taunts.Tristan and Bryan, my bodyguards, carved a path through the mob, their broad shoulders a shield against the frenzy.Inside, the air-conditioned lobby offered a brief reprieve. The receptionist looked up, her smile professional but strained.“Ms. Caribello," she greeted, and I nodded curtly, my heels clicking as she led me to the elevator.The ride up felt like an eternity, my mind replaying the paparazzi's v
His Mistress. Catalina At The, Me On His Desk.
💋 Author's Naughty Note: This chapter is not for the faint-hearted (or the underage 👀). We've got steamy scenes, filthy mouths, and emotional chaos. If you're not ready to sweat, blush, or clutch your pearls—maybe skip ahead... or don't. 😏 **18+ only. You've been deliciously warned.** Angel's Pov. Soon, the car came to a stop in front of the company building. I thanked them for their services and stepped out. As expected, I was met with a gallery of judgmental stares and murmured whispers. I didn't flinch. I kept my high, spine straight, and walked to the elevator like I couldn't hear a thing—even though I heard everything. I stepped into the elevator and took a deep breath, exhaling as I rose floor by floor. I reached Raul's office and knocked softly, the sound swallowed by the soundproof door. No answer. I turned the knob and slipped inside, finding him slouched in his chair, head tilted back, eyes closed, his chiseled jaw softened by exhaustion. "What
His Mistress. Will She Accept Us?
Angel's POV "I thought we were done shooting, Raul?" I asked as we stepped into the building. "We are, tesoro," he replied, slipping his hand into mine. "But this is the stage where characters get called back—for missing shots or extra scenes the crew wants to add." I nodded in understanding as we stepped into his private elevator and rode up to the studio. The studio kept us busy all day, and by the time we wrapped up, I was exhausted, my muscles aching from hours on set. Raul noticed, his blue eyes softening, and before I could voice out my worries, he scooped me onto his back, carrying me to the car like I weighed nothing. His strength was effortless, and I couldn't help but smile, my cheek pressed against his broad shoulder, his woodsy scent wrapping around me. Instead of heading back to his mansion, we went to his condo—something about it felt cozier, more like us. We cooked dinner together, laughing between stolen kisses. After eating, we slipped into the ba
His Mistress. I Value Loyalty.
💮Third Person💮 Luca chased after Angel as she stormed out of the house, grabbing her wrist gently once they were outside. Tears streamed down her face, her sobs raw and heavy. “Angel,” he called softly, his voice laced with concern. She cried harder, her voice breaking. “Luca, I’m sorry. Are you—” “Ashamed of you?” He finished, lifting her chin to meet his gaze. “You really don’t listen, sis. I could never be ashamed of you, but….” Her eyes searched his, waiting for him to continue, her breath hitching. “I know I’m nothing compared to Raul Favio D’Amano,” Luca said, his tone firm, “but when it comes to my sister, I won’t let anyone hurt her. So do me a favor and tell that man of yours that if he values his dick, he better not think of hurting you—” “Why not say it to me directly, Luca?” Raul’s deep voice cut through, startling them both. Angel spun around to find him standing behind her, his expression unreadable, his piercing blue eyes locked on Luca. The
His Mistress. Hymns and Hypocrisy.
Angel’s Pov. I shut my eyes, swallowing the pain and fury clawing at my chest. No matter how cruel her words were… she was still my mother. “Despite everything I did for you, Mom, you’re saying this?” My voice trembled, raw with hurt. She scoffed, shaking her head. “No, Angel, it’s the other way around. After all I did for you, this is how you repay me? By being a slut? If I’d known you’d turn out like this, I’d have kicked you out with your useless father or sent you to a convent to be a nun.” “Mom, that’s enough!” Luca yelled, his voice fierce. “The best you can do is support her, not join the world in tearing her down!” “Don’t raise your voice at me, Luca! Why should I support that bit—” “Enough!” I shouted, pulling away from Luca, my chest heaving. Mom’s eyes widened in shock. “I’ve listened to everything you had to say. And I’m done.” My voice cracked, but I stood tall, defiance burning through my tears. “You want someone to blame? Look in the mirror.”
His Mistress. Judgment Day Came Early.
💮Angel💮 Catalina’s scream tore through the house. It echoed from downstairs, shrill and furious—loud enough to rattle my bones and pull me from my dreams. “What the fuck is this, Raul?” Confusion clouded my mind as I glanced at the empty space beside me. Raul was gone. I threw the covers off, my body still tingling from last night’s intimacy, and hurried to the bathroom to freshen up. I had just stepped into the hallway, drawn by the commotion, when her next words froze me in place. “For fuck’s sake, Raul, your pictures are all over the tabloids! Have you seen the headlines?” she shrieked. My eyes narrowed, and I slipped back to my room, heart pounding. I flicked on the television, and there it was—a photo of Raul and me, caught in a stolen moment under the city lights. The headline blared: “Famous billionaire Raul Favio D’Amano spotted with rising co-star Angel Azzura Caribello late at night. Are they just co-stars, or is there more to their chemistry?” The jou
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