All Chapters of His Mistress.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

💎 Angel💎The drive was long—long enough that my back ached from sitting so long, but the moment we arrived, I had to admit: it was worth every second.A modern, wooden cabin stood like something out of a travel magazine—clean lines, wide windows, and the kind of cozy luxury only the D'Amanos could pull off so effortlessly.Despite the sandals on my feet, I could feel the heat of the sand radiating up through the soles.Tall palm and coconut trees swayed gently with the wind, framing a breathtaking view of the rolling waves. It almost felt like we had arrived on a private island."Aunt, can I get down?" Nikki asked from my arms, her eyes wide with excitement.I shook my head gently. "No sweetie, the sand's really hot. I'm sure you don't want to burn those tiny feet, do you?"She quickly shook her head and clutched me tighter.Raul was already helping to unload the bags as we stepped inside the cabin. The interior was just as stunning as the outside—luxurious but still warm and inviti

I leaned back, sipping my drink, the private beach quiet compared to public ones.The D'Amanos kept it exclusive, allowing only a select few each day.My gaze drifted to the shore, where Nikki chased Luca, giggling, while Mia and Joanna bickered relentlessly.Bianco scooped Nikki up and plunged into the water with her. "Mamá!" her tiny voice squealed.Mia spun around, glaring. "Bianco Montez, if anything happens to my daughter, I'll chop your balls off!"He and Nikki just laughed, splashing water at themselves.I chuckled, shaking my head at their chaos, when a voice slithered over."What's a damsel like you doing alone? Need company?"I ignored the guy, hoping he'd take the hint, but no luck."Talking to you, pretty girl," he pressed, his tone slimy."That means I don't want your fucking company," I snapped, finally glancing at him.He smirked, running a hand through his hair, his eyes raking over me with blatant lust."The hard type, huh? No woman I can't tame."I cringed, standing

Angel's POV.The sun dipped low, painting the sky in dull orange hues that matched the fire crackling near the shore.Jazira had insisted on an outdoor dinner, and a large round table was set close to the water's edge, laden with food."Wow, this is amazing," Bianco said, his eyes sparkling as he eyed the spread."Tell us, Raul, when's the wedding?" Mia's question hit like a spotlight, and all eyes turned to us.I ducked my head, cheeks burning with shyness."We haven't decided yet," Raul replied curtly, shooting his smirking sisters a glare.Joanna shoved a forkful of pasta into her mouth."How'd you get rid of Blondie?""I haven't completely, Jay," he responded, his tone clipped."I'm surprised she hasn't pulled something stupid yet," Bianco chimed in."She'd have to think twice," Mia added. "Can't risk ruining her 'perfect' reputation.""Exactly," Raul added. "She can't use the media against us—everyone knows about Angel and me."Jazira's brow furrowed. "What if she does something

We left the mall in silence. The entire car ride was awkward and quiet—neither of us said a word.When we pulled up to the pet store, I didn't wait for him to open the door for me—I got out on my own.The man at the entrance greeted us warmly and held the door open. As we stepped in, the sound of meowing cats made me unconsciously inch closer to Raul's side. I've always been terrified of those creatures."How can I help you, sir?" a teenage girl with blonde hair tied in a ponytail and wide gray eyes approached us."Where are the puppies?" Raul asked.She smiled and led us to a section filled with small cages, each housing different dog breeds."Do you have a specific breed in mind?" she asked politely."Yes. The Maltese."She nodded and guided us to a cream-colored sofa tucked in the corner. We sat, and she soon returned carrying two cages, each packed with squirming, yipping Maltese pups of different colors.She went back to bring more, and Raul asked her to let them out.As soon as

We reached the nurse's station a few seconds later.A young nurse with sleek dark hair tied into a bun and a soft pink uniform approached us.Her eyes flicked between me and Raul, her expression warm but cautious."Good afternoon. How can I help you?" she asked politely.Raul didn't waste a second. "Any available doctor? I want to see them now."His voice was clipped—cold enough to make the air tense.The nurse opened her mouth, perhaps to explain protocol or ask more questions, but one look at Raul's steely glare had her lips sealing shut.She smiled tightly instead. "Please, follow me."As we walked behind her down the hallway, I elbowed him gently in the ribs. "You didn't have to be mean," I muttered, narrowing my eyes at him.He didn't respond—just kept his icy gaze ahead, jaw tight, hand never leaving mine.We stopped in front of a wooden door with a silver nameplate. The nurse turned to us, her smile softening."Doctor Helena will see you now." She opened the door wide."Thank y