An Unseemly Lady Novels & Stories

My hands wouldn't stop sweating. "This that you visit us unannounced, hope we are safe?" Lady Catherine asked jokingly as she took Lord Jaycee's hand in hers with a big smile on her face. The woman was pretentious; she would smile at anyone without restraint, and most times, I felt like she wasn't that nice. She wasn't as nice as she made herself to be. She was just someone who liked to have everyone in the palm of her hand, someone who loved attention... an attention seeker, a completely deceptive person who would do everything to win people over.

He’d done that, too. And the Lady Alexia Graham she had always been would never do something like this. She would never so much as consider it. Lady Alexia Graham was unfailingly polite, scrupulously well mannered, and she did not create scenes. Ever. She did volunteer charity work. She facilitated conversations between the kinds of businessmen who frequented clubs like this, and made them run smoother. She was a credit to her bloodline, as her father liked to tell his friends.

Mystery Bride" the tabloids had been whispering about all day. Damian slipped a possessive arm around her waist, pulling her flush against his side. Smile, Aara, he whispered through gritted teeth as he nodded to the cameras. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of lilies and the smell of old money. Men in tailored suits and women dripping in jewels turned their heads as they walked by. The whispers followed them like a trail of smoke. Is that her? "I heard she was a commoner." "Look at the way she’s holding onto him. Clearly a gold digger." Aara kept her head high, her nails digging into her palms. She felt like a specimen on display. At the center of the room, seated on a velvet chair

At least the lady's company served a breath of fresh air. Though servants surrounded them from a respectful distance, the young lady showed no sign of discomfort. “Doesn’t it smell sweet, my lady?” he said, starting yet another conversation. “Apple tea is perfect for the season.” Lady Sylvia raised her cup, the arc of her arms elegant and practiced. It was yet another mystery about her. ‘There’s no doubt that she lived in the slums.’ But the movements of this young lady from the slums proved completely different. ‘She’s a commoner.’

She was currently washing her hands on the sink. I felt nauseous. What I obviously meant by women stuffs—is menstruation; quite a torture for women. I was about to enter one of the stalls, when all of the sudden, the lady walked towards me, facing me with those brown eyes of hers. "Are you perhaps, Charlotte Hayes?" She asked, with a soft tone. I nodded my head in a gentle manner as a response, and said, "Oh, yes, I am." "You're quite the beauty.." she mumbled, looking at me from the bottom to the top; as if she's observing my appearance. It felt weird for some reason, yet I couldn't pinpoint why. "Maybe that's why," she continued, "You managed to catch his interest."

My gaze caught sight of a shorter man wearing a suit—Clyde, my butler. He quickly strode toward the railing and grabbed the elbows of the two women. I saw their shoulders slump then. The wide smile of the first woman vanished,replaced with a frown. The second dissed Clyde by pulling her elbow away and flipping her hair like a typical bitch. Bitch. The whole fiasco was left unnoticed by Lucien, for his eyes were still on me. Tsk, insensitive bastard, but why do I feel this way? Why do I feel relieved that he didn’t accept the clear sexual offer of these women?

“Also, where is the man who sneaked me out of Ye Sect? Why isn’t he coming inside to greet me?” “Well, Little girl, you pretty much scared the wits out of my subordinate. Since you completely melted his arm with poison, it is impossible to put it back. He would have to wear a mechanical arm or remain one-armed. What a bad girl you are.” The lady covered the lower half of her face with her iron fan, as if she’s hiding a poisonous smile. “If I’m considered a bad girl, I don’t even know how to call you guys. Evil seems to put it lightly.”

‘Who in the hell in this world, who would have the courage to laugh at this kind of situation? Lahat sila ay nagulat dahil hindi nila inaasahan na makitang mahinang tumatawa mag-isa si Lady Marina. Ang taong sa pagkaka-alam nila na ang kayang lang ibigay na expression ay panlilisik ng mata at pang-uuyam. The unapproachable Lady Of Edwards, the wicked dame of the high society is now laughing. This was their first time to see her laughing. Her shoulders were moving upside-down at palakas ng palakas ang kanyang mahinang pagtawa.

I was having trouble caring the books but I knew no one was going to be left behind so I might as well try to carry them. 'Hello again.' a voice says but my focus was on the books trying to make sure I don't drop anything. I finally manage to put them on top of the till when I looked up I saw the cute old lady again. 'Hello.' 'I see you have good taste in books.' she comments and I felt my face flushing but she just gave me a lopsided smirk. 'I-I...' I did not know what to say to her. My book selections was rather kinky and bondage I had a thing for those type of books.

"Are you sure, my lord? You already have 23 mistresses. Perhaps you would like to give this Lady Anna to Jean to marry." "No need. Jean doesn't like women. I know. He's in love with Erwin. Tell me, have you ever seen the Lady Anna?" "She's... the girl that stripped naked in public and shared her blood with the commoner days ago. Rumor has it that she was a witch. It would be unwise for you to make her your mistress." Lord Gardier smiled instead. "That girl... is very beautiful.” “A poisonous beauty.”