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= 11 = FEAR
Raeesa EmeryIvan was afraid. Hahaha.... Isn't he becoming obsessed with her? Do let me know your opinion, your thoughts. Do vote and comments! Thank you!
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Playboy's Mistress = 12 = Missed me, sweetheart?
"Fuck," I muttered under my breath as her laughter echoed in my mind. I was in an important meeting, but my thoughts were consumed by Ember. It was the first time in my life that I found myself so easily distracted by a mere girl. "How is this contract, Ivan?" my grandpa asked, looking at me with expectant eyes. "It's good... You should invest your money in this deal," I replied, and he chuckled. "Why don't you call it 'our' money? After all, after my death, it will all be yours," he remarked, and I couldn't help but laugh. "But until then, you are still the owner of it," I replied, making him giggle. His eyes conveyed a sense of pride for me, and I too felt proud of my accomplishments. °°° As I looked at the vast steel factory, a sense of pride filled me. This was my empire in Greece, something I had envisioned and sketched on my copy when I was just 20 years old. My maternal grandpa had admired the design and asked about my plans. Without hesitation, I shared my ambitions, a
Playboy's Mistress = 13 = You will pay, Ember
Ivan's POV:I hissed in pain as I carefully applied a bandage to my forehead, staring at my reflection in the mirror of my luxurious penthouse. My normally composed expression was contorted with a mix of anger and betrayal. The veins in my temples pulsed with frustration as I surveyed the damage she had caused.My eyes, usually sharp and focused, were now bloodshot and filled with a simmering rage. How dare she hurt me? The audacity of her actions left me seething with a desire for revenge. I wanted to make her suffer, to show her the consequences of crossing me.Every fiber of my being yearned to punish her, to inflict upon her the pain and humiliation she had inflicted upon me. My mind raced with thoughts of vengeance, concocting elaborate schemes to ensure she would pay dearly for her transgressions.My fists clenched at my sides, and my jaw tightened as I imagined the satisfaction I would feel when justice was served. The fire within me burned hotter, propelling me towards a dark
Playboy's Mistress = 14 = Got you
Ember's POV:"Are you fine, Ember?" I turned to look at the owner of the voice and found Serenity looking at me while holding a tray of food."Hmm, I am fine," I replied and sat on the bed. I have been here for the past week. When I left my house, I got into an accident, and fortunately, the car involved belonged to Serenity, who was passing by. I was hospitalized for one day, and then Serenity brought me here because, according to her, no one was here to take care of me, so she would take care of me until I got better. I was feeling completely well, but she wouldn't let me leave. Even her mom told me to stay here until her birthday, so I had to stay. To be honest, I don't want to live here. I feel like a burden. I have never stayed at anyone's place before. I really don't like staying, but this time I had to stay here."Eat it," she said, and I smiled. She is truly a kind girl. I wish God gives her a lot of happiness."Thank you," I replied while taking the tray from her hand."If yo
Playboy's Mistress = 15 = His anger, her respect
Author's POV: "What's happening here?" His deep, husky voice grabbed the attention of all the customers and workers in the jewelry area. There he stood, entering like a Greek god in his ordinary suit. His dark eyes scanned the store, and all the workers looked at him with fear and insecurity. The mall security staff trailed behind him. "Sir, it's nothing. A blue diamond ring has gone missing, and we've apprehended the thief," a male worker said proudly. Upon hearing this, Ivan glanced at him with an expression of uncertainty, as if silently questioning, "Are you sure?" "Who is the thief?" he asked in a calm tone. "It's a girl. We're conducting a physical search, and I'm confident we'll recover the ring," the worker replied. Ivan chuckled at this. "What's its value?" he inquired. "The latest diamond ring costs around 37 million dollars," the worker stated, leaving Ivan surprised. "That's quite expensive, isn't it?" Ivan remarked. "Yes, sir," the worker replied, and Ivan turned h
Playboy's Mistress = 16 = Then Kiss me!
Author's POVShe cried out in pain when her back made hard contact with the wall of Ivan's luxurious penthouse apartment. He had brought her here to his apartment. She opened her eyes and found his dark eyes already staring at her with extreme anger."Why the hell were you staying with Serenity?" he asked. To be honest, it was the first time in her life she was so scared for her life. He had driven his car like a maniac today and was demanding to know where the hell she had been for the last seven fucking days. In the end, just to save her own life, she had to confess that she had been staying at Serenity's place. Hearing Serenity's name made him so furious that he increased the car's speed and made her beg him to slow down."Because you could have hurt me if I hadn't left that place. I was going to the village but got into an accident. That car belonged to Serenity, and she knows me from before, so she dragged me to her house," she blurted out, driven by his anger. She was scared. So
Playboy's Mistress = 17 = My Wife!
Author's POV" I said fvcking kiss me, if you don't want me to break your fingers!. " He shout and she nod her head negatively. " No.. Please... Aaah. " She pleaded at first but moaned in pain next when he twisted her finger. He will break her finger if she will not kiss him so she moved forward and smashed her lips on his but didn't kiss him. Actually, she doesn't know how to kiss. Till this time he was the one who was kissing her forcefully. " I said kiss me, don't rest your lips. " He said and more hot tears streamed down. " I.. I.. I don't know how to kiss. " And hearing this he became speechless. His eyes softened and a smirk appeared on his lips. " Please leave my hand. " She said in her cries. " Follow my lead. " He said and pulled her into a deep kiss. He tried to be fast but her speed was very slow so he slowed down. He was still holding her finger in hard grip. He closed her eyes when he felt her soft lips moving on his rough ones. His hold on her fingers loosen making
Playboy's Mistress = 18= Hey, Wife!
Perfect, she looked perfect on my bed, amidst the white sheets. I gently tucked those strands of hair behind her ear that were covering her face. Wait, I placed my palm on her forehead. Oh no, she's burning up. She has a fever. I need to get her some medicine. I walked to the kitchen to fetch the medicine.Entering the room with a bowl, a white cotton shirt, a bottle of water, and the fever medicine, I whispered, "Ember," while sitting near her, but she didn't respond. I took the medicine and gently placed it in her mouth."Ember, wake up. Drink some water," I said as I helped her, then took a seat. Although she didn't open her eyes, she was in a state where she could drink water, and she did! Assisting her in lying down on the bed, I filled the bowl with water and soaked my shirt's sleeve before placing it on her forehead.To be honest, I don't care about her, but I need her right now. She is going to play the role of my wife in my revenge game. That's all. Nothing else. I sat on my
Playboy's Mistress = 19 = Marriage kiss
AUTHOR'S POV"Hey, WIFE." These two words brought her back to reality, and she turned around to find Ivan looking at her with an unknown expression, leaning his head on the door. She looked at him with confusion. On the TV screen, her first name was displayed along with Alexander Black as her surname, and now Ivan calling her "Wife" did not sit well with her."What is all this?" she asked, and he chuckled."Follow me," he ordered and walked out of the bedroom, with her following behind."Ivan, answer me!" she roared, but received no response. They entered a luxurious study room where Ivan was already settled in his master chair, looking like a professional businessman."I asked what the hell is happening outside?" she asked, approaching him. He seemed unaffected, like a cool person. Unbothered, he took out his phone from his pants pocket and placed it on the table."Ivan?" she asked again, anger in her voice."Finally, a handsome playboy, who is the prince of nightlife, got married, s
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