All Chapters of His Forbidden Mistress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1: The Mistress

“Please…”I was gasping, my voice catching in my throat as I looked at David lustfully.Every part of me was screaming for more.“Faster…” I whispered, the words tumbling out of my mouth in a desperate plea.I was begging but David immediately clamped his hand over my mouth.His palm was warm, smelling faintly of expensive cologne and the scotch he’d been drinking earlier. He leaned in close, his eyes dark and intense, pinning me against the cold, hard wood of the wall.“Shh,” he hissed.“Don’t be too loud. My wife will hear us.”I closed my eyes tight.I did the only thing I could—I curled my toes against the carpet, my nails digging into his shoulders.I tried to suppress the urge to scream. Every time he thrust, I felt the friction of his long cock, the overwhelming sensation of him inside me.It was too much. I was losing my mind!Then, the sound we both feared echoed through the house.“Honey? Are you almost done in there?”It was Cyndrel.She was just downstairs, probably finish

Chapter 2: The First Sin

I didn’t call a taxi.I couldn’t afford it.I knew what people would say. I knew that, morally, I was the villain in this story. I was the woman tearing a marriage apart.But when you’re starving, morality is a luxury you can’t afford.People who judge me have never had to choose between their dignity and their next meal.I didn’t become a stripper because I wanted to be stared at.I did it because bills don’t pay themselves and the world doesn’t give handouts to girls like me.As I walked, my mind drifted back to the first time I saw him.The club was loud, filled with the smell of cheap gin, expensive cigars, and sweat.I was on stage, the neon lights washing over my skin in hues of pink and blue.I swayed my hips against the cold metal of the pole. I moved with ease, arching my back until I felt the weight of every gaze in the room.“You’re irresistible!”“Come with us!”Men were shouting for me, but they didn’t catch my attention. Sitting alone in a corner booth, he caught my eye.

Chapter 3: Reality

The cold snap of the night air finally broke as I reached the mouth of the alley that led to my building.Reality hit me like a bucket of ice water.Gone were the mahogany desks and the scent of expensive scotch.Here, the air smelled of rotting garbage, stale beer, and the metallic tang of rust.“Sandra! Back from another ‘business trip?’”The voice was raspy, belonging to one of the neighborhood drunks huddled around a plastic table.They were passing around a bottle of cheap gin, their eyes bloodshot and wandering.“Looks like she caught a big fish today, boys! Look at that dress!” another one jeered, followed by a chorus of whistles and crude laughter.“Where’d you get that, Sandra? Did you have to work overtime on your back? You’re a natural-born pro, after all.”I didn’t even look at them.I kept my chin up, my heels clicking sharply against the cracked pavement.I was used to the insults.To them, I was just the local “slut,” the girl who used her body to pay for a life they co

Chapter 4: Biggest Lie

“No. You’re fucking bluffing,” David spat.He didn’t look like the passionate man from the VIP room anymore.He looked like a man protecting his fortress, his eyes cold and full of venom.“You’re not fucking pregnant, Sandra. We were careful. Every single time. It’s impossible!”“David—”“If you’re just trying to ruin my life, then get the fuck out of here,” he snarled, stepping into my personal space to tower over me.“I am done with this. I am done with you. I don’t want to continue this charade for one more second. I’m happy with my wife. Do you understand?! I love her!”He turned his back on me, dismissing me as if I were nothing more than a stain on his expensive driveway.Panic flared in my chest. I lunged forward, grabbing his arm, my fingers digging into the expensive fabric of his suit jacket.“David, look at me! You’re all I have!” I cried, “I’ll tell you everything! I’m not some high-class. I’m struggling, David. I have no one. Why do you think I was at that club? I’m poor.

Chapter 5: What Became the Truth

“Sandra?”Cyndrel’s voice was small, trembling with a mix of confusion and pity.She stepped forward, “What are you doing here?”Around us, the whispers started.“Who is she?”“She smells like the street.” “Is she a beggar?” “She must be insane to barge in here.” The words stung, but I didn’t look at them.I kept my eyes locked on David.He was gripping his champagne flute so hard his knuckles were white.“David, please,” I gasped, stepping forward and thrusting the medical papers toward him.“I’m not bluffing this time. I’m not lying. I went to the clinic. It’s real. I’m carrying your child!”Cyndrel looked from me to David, her eyes wide.“Honey? What is she talking about? What child?”David didn’t look at her. He looked at me with a hatred so pure it made my breath hitch.He took a long, slow sip of his drink, trying to regain his composure, trying to put his CEO mask back on in front of his prestigious guests.“I’ll take care of this, love,” he said, his voice low and dangerous

Chapter 6: A Nobody

I woke up to the sound of screaming.“You’re absolutely useless! A flat-out parasite! You can’t even pay your damn rent, so why should I keep you under my roof?”I was disoriented.My head felt like it had been cracked open, and my vision was blurry.As I blinked my eyes open, the first thing I saw wasn’t a ceiling, but the gray, overcast sky.I wasn’t in a bed. I was lying on the cold, cracked pavement of the alleyway outside my apartment building.My heart skipped a beat as I looked around. My things—my cheap belongings—were scattered everywhere.People were standing around, stopping on their way to work or market.They weren’t helping. They were laughing. They were pointing at me like I was a piece of street theater.“W-What are you doing?!” I shrieked. I scrambled to my feet, but my knees were weak, and I nearly fell back down.“Stop it! What is going on?”I didn’t remember how I got here. How did I end up back at the apartment?My landlord, Marta, stood at the top of the stairs,

Chapter 7: Newcomer

I looked at him, my eyes narrowing with skepticism.I had spent my entire life being lied to, and David had just finished delivering the ultimate betrayal.Why should I believe that his brother was any different?“I don’t know you,” I said, “And quite frankly, I don’t trust anyone with the last name Kingsley.”“Especially not now that you’re carrying a Kingsley heir,” he said, his eyes dropping to my stomach.I winced, closing my eyes tight as the reality of the pregnancy hit me, “I’ll just get rid of it,” I whispered, more to myself than to him.“This child... it’s just a reminder of everything I’ve lost.”I looked him dead in the eye, trying to summon whatever scrap of dignity I had left.“Thank you for the offer. But if you’re just going to use me as a weapon against your brother, just like David used me for his own fun, it’s a no. I’m not a tool.”I reached out and forcefully peeled his hand off my wrist.He didn’t fight me, but the look on his face told me he thought I was making

Chapter 8: She’s Dead

David’s POVSandra’s face was burned into my head.No matter how many times I blinked or turned away, I could still see her standing there, shattered and humiliated.“David? Are you even listening to me?”Cyndrel’s voice broke through my thoughts.She was sitting at her vanity, removing her jewelry after the party.She looked so composed, so perfect.“That secretary of yours...Sandra. It’s finally over, right? I can’t believe she had the nerve to show up here like that. I actually trusted her.”I looked at my wife through the reflection in the mirror.I felt a pang of nausea.“Of course, honey. It’s over,” I said, the lie tasting like ash in my mouth.“She was so delusional,” she continued, shaking her head.“Thinking she could trick us into believing she was pregnant. You wouldn’t ever do that to me, right? You wouldn’t throw everything we have away for a girl like that?”She turned to face me, her eyes searching mine for a reassurance I didn’t deserve.“Of course not,” I replied.Bu

Chapter 9: See You Soon

Harold ended the call and slipped his phone back into his pocket. Then he walked toward me.I watched him carefully.“Was that David?” I asked.He gave a small, almost amused smile.“Who else?”Before I could react, he stepped closer.His hand reached up and gently touched my cheek, his fingers brushing against my skin as if it belonged to him.I froze.He studied my face, his eyes sharp and calculating. Then he smiled again—this time wider, more satisfied. Like he had already won.“As the events are going on right now,” he said slowly, “I’ve already told my men to plan out your fake death.”My heart skipped.“And I’ll make sure your medical records are something David can find… if he tries to investigate.”For a moment, I couldn’t speak. My mind was racing.Medical records? How did he even get those?I stared at him, searching his face for answers, but all I saw was confidence.Controlling.“And I will help you, Sandra,” he added softly. “You’re beautiful. You don’t deserve any of th

Chapter 10: Four Years

David’s POVI was already halfway through another pile of documents when my assistant stepped in again.“Sir, you need to sign these,” he said, carefully placing the folder on my desk. “Following the completion of these documents, you are scheduled to attend a meeting later today to review the performance results of our property portfolio and the corresponding market impact report.”I nodded without really looking at him. “Leave it there.”Lately, I’d been keeping myself buried in work. Not because I wanted to—but because I needed to. Staying busy was the only thing keeping my thoughts from spiraling out of control. If I stopped, even for a second, everything would come crashing back.And honestly, I was getting tired.I pressed my fingers against my temple, slowly massaging it as a dull headache crept in. My eyes felt heavy, my body even more so. Still, I forced myself to focus.“Sir—”“Hold that,” I cut him off when my phone started vibrating on the desk.I didn’t even check the scr

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