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Playboy's Mistress = 46 = Goodnight, wife!
Ember's POV" Oh god, give me some strength." I mumbled walking out of the bathroom after emptying my stomach. Who vomits at night?. This was the 5th time I vomited. All of my energy has been drained out. Oh, I badly want someone to massage my body because it's hurting like a bitch. Slowly I sat on the bed and started to massage my leg because of the pain. Oh, why are these hurting so much? It's 1 AM at night and here I am massaging my legs. Wait, how am I sitting? Suddenly this thought crossed my mind and I sat up straight. Doctor had strictly told me to sit straight whenever so that there would be no pressure on my womb. " Oh kiddo, for you I am doing this much even after making my mind that I am gonna leave you. I know you're gonna hate me a lot or maybe wouldn't like to hear about your treacherous mom but trust me I am not a betrayal. To be honest, your entry in my life was at a very wrong moment. I am sorry, your parents called you at the wrong time. Although I never wanted to g
Playboy's Mistress = 47 = This child is my savior!
Ivan's POVWell who doesn't want to live with a family?. When I was 5 years old, I always used to cry for mom, and since then I was getting to hear that my mom left me, she is cruel and whatever not . I had too think of her as a cruel mother who couldn't take care of his only one son and started to hate her but I was so wrong. When I grew up, when I started to observe my surroundings, I found out I am in one of the most cruel environments where everyone wants to win at any cost. My dad aka Mr. Alexander Black always used to bring new girls every night who would praise me by saying " oh so he will be Nightprince " which used to disgust me, even those nannies which were hired for me they were never nannies, they were my dad's personal sluts and didn't use to care about me. When I turned 16, I started to investigate my mom's misterious suicide. But then I started to be suspicious about her suicide because according to many proofs, she was murdered, but my grandad aka Mr. Raphael Black t
Playboy's Mistress = 48 = His family!
Ivan's POVAs soon as I walked in the private area of the club, I caught the sight of my dad hugging a woman. Great, just great. He is the same just like before, people say, as time passes people change but I don't think this man could ever change, he will always be the same just like before. " Hi dad." I muttered resting my arm on the iron rod, looking downward seeing a crowd of people dancing to the beat of the songs. " Hi Ivan, how are you, my son." He said and I chuckled. Looking at him, I smiled. " Great." I mumbled and looked at the girl who was standing beside him. Oh fuck, since when did he start to have sex with girls so young?. The girl is fucking 18-19 years old. " Aha meet your mom." He said, making my eyes go wide. " Fuck, what?." I couldn't believe what he said." Hi son." She said and I glared her. " Don't call me son. You are barely 19 and married to this old man. Have you lost your brain cells?." I asked in anger and in answer she just looked at me with an unkno
Playboy's Mistress = 49 = Calm down, Ivan!
Ivan's POV" MOVE FAST!!!." Ivan shouted holding Ember tightly, keeping her at one place. Ember looked towards her left and saw the bus coming towards them in a high speed." No!." She screamed in fear and hid her face in the neck of Ivan, murmuring prayers in her breath, accepting this terrible death. Lawrence increased the speed at its highest. Soon they heard a loud booming sound from behind their car. Lawrence bumped into the car moving in front of them, making their body jerk forward. Ember was going to fall but Ivan's hold kept her at one place, instead his head hit the mirror of the window, making his forehead bleed. For a few seconds they didn't understand whatever that just happened to them. He felt her shivering while sticking to his chest, chanting Jesus' name.After some seconds he moved back and the very first thing he let out from his mouth was -" Ember." She heard her name but didn't dare to leave his body. He can feel her trembling fingers roaming in his hairs and he
Playboy's Mistress = 50 = Touch me!
Author's POVWhat happens when fire meets water?. What happens when two galaxies collides in the universe?. What happens when the hard wave meets the rock?. What happens when a candle burns in the darkness? Of Course some amount of water evaporates, another galaxy forms with lots of sparkle, some part of the rock breaks but still it manages to control the wave, the light up candle can't fade the darkness but still it gives hope that one day the sun will shine with hope soon.He felt the same, his anger evaporated, he felt many sparkles in himself, his anger break her some part but still she managed to control him. On her tippy toe she is standing and has placed her lips on his lips, her lips are moving on his lips hesitantly, trying real hard to kiss him like him. He is not moving his lips, feeling her touch and don't know why her kiss, her touch is melting him, controlling him. Her palms felt so soft on his cheek on which stubbles are present. She was using her lips. That's when she
Playboy's Mistress = 51 = Are you scared, sweetheart?
Author's POVHe smiled seeing her innocent actions as she stared outside of the car through the window, she was looking at everything with amazement like a little kid. She is sitting next to him and has wrapped a blanket around herself, looking like a cocoon. Her eyes were getting widened time to time ever since they landed in London." Come here, I will keep you warm." He said and she looked at him, her eyes looked at his hand which was gesturing her to sit on his thigh and she shrugged off his offer making him chuckle." Why aren't you coming?." He inquired." I am fine here." She replied but he slid near her and pulled her on his lap making her gasp." Why do you always pull me like this?." She complained." Because you never listen to my words." He answered, making her more comfortable on his lap, putting his chin on her shoulder and he took a deep breath inhaling her fragrance while she just stared outside. " You know where we are going?." He asked and she shook her head." How
Playboy's Mistress = 52 = Secrets
Ember's POV" Thank you so much doctor." I said softly." It's our work,Mrs. Black." He replied and I smiled. Very good news,my father is getting better day by day. Just now the doctor informed me that in my Papa's body, there were some movements happening." But still thank you so much doctor." I replied and after bidding bye I disconnected the call. I looked outside of the window to see snowfall as the warm chocolate coffee lit up my mood. It's been 3 days since we came here to London and everything is going fine here. Ivan is not present at home, he has some work so he had to go nor do I want him to stay with me because mostly he scares me by telling stories of ghosts and I know why he does this to me. I am afraid of ghosts so he used it as a weapon against me so that I could stay with him. Although, staying with him makes me feel like he is behaving weird because sometimes he really cares for me. No, he doesn't care about me , it's just I am carrying his heir that's why he is bein
Playboy's Mistress = 53 = Sympathy?
Ember's POVMy curiosity always takes my best. Where I don't want to go, my curiosity always takes me there. Here I am again in the huge, luxurious closet of a lady about whom I was talking. I walked inside while touching the fabrics, wow, so smooth and comfy these dresses are. The lady obviously has spent so much money on her dresses. Oh! just look at the clothes, the design, the dresses aren't short. It's long and elegant, I think the lady wearing these dresses was so good in a fashion sense.I looked at the high heel sandals and flat shoes. I wish, one day, I can buy these things with my OWN money. Furthermore, I walked to the table where bangles, watches were placed. Just by looking at these things I can clearly say she was a working woman because no housewife or any party attending woman can wear these simple things. The woman's decency is just screaming at her clothes and things.“ So beautiful.” I mumbled, touching the design with my fingertip. I traced the work with my finger
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