Baroness Goes On A Strike Novels & Stories

Baron threatened, rising to his feet. A smirk pulled upon my lips as I accessed him seductively. “Don't act dumb, Baron. You know what I am talking about. I am your son's mother and as such, one of the most beautiful and gracefully endowed women. I want you, Baron. Right here in the office because at home is not an option and neither is lodging a hotel because of the press.” “You want me to have sex with you? My wife's sister?.”

He said coldly. “Mr. Storm, it is Caroline ‘s choice on who she want to be with? You had your chance and you messed it up. Please, stop forcing yourself on her. she has my ring now. She deserves to be happy with someone who genuinely cares about her “Jack snarled back at him. “Who do you think that you are, Baron? I am going to knock you off “Before he knew it, Wesley threw a punch on his nose. Jack retaliated and punched him hard on the face. He fell down immediately. He was still weak given that he was injured.

Chapter 40 Aspen felt a surge of triumph. Miles was saying exactly what she wanted the family to do, phrasing it as a strategic business decision rather than personal revenge. Perfect. "You're suggesting we destroy her reputation," Eleanor said slowly. "Without appearing to be the ones doing it."

“Don’t you learn from your mistakes you fucking idiot? When she talks you shut the fuck up.” “We can get rid of him after we get our drugs.” Baron danced his eyes away from me. The thieving rat. He knew something and to that I smirked. “Where are my goods Baron?” I asked in a sing-song voice. “Boss--” I smacked him again. “Shut up, where are my goods?” Baron cowered but didn’t speak, I signaled to Bella for a gun. She placed it in my hands and I pointed the ammunition at his chest.

“My father was your mentor! H—He was nice to you! He made you a strong warrior! You can’t treat his only son like this—” “I think he’d beat the shit out of you first if he saw you like this,” Maxie snarled. “And stop using other people to manipulate me! I have had it enough!” She set Baron down in the corner and stared down at him coldly. “Spill it. Why do you want to meet with me today?” she asked. The rude and aggressive version of Baron was gone. Now he was shivering by the corner like a defeated dog. “I—I can’t go to trials.” He gulped in fear, “You saw how things went with Lady Chloe not long ago. Those ignorant civilians will skin me alive…”

She stood in front of the mirror, lifting her chin with newfound confidence. She grabbed her beige pouch and walked out, her stilettos clicking with every step, a sound that made her feel like she was walking toward her future. At a high-end restaurant, Elise met her lawyer. She had waited all morning for Lucas, but her patience had worn thin. Rage bubbled inside her as she stormed to his office. Just as she reached the entrance, Lucas' assistant blocked her path. “Move,” she ordered, her voice low and dangerous. He shook his head, smirking. “I’m afraid I can’t, ma’am.”

Enzo repeated, voice like ice. Baron leaned back in his chair. “A thousand gold notes.” There was a long pause. Even some of the nobles gasped. A thousand? For me? Was he insane or just delusional? “She’s an Omega,” Ash muttered, deadpan. “Not a princess.” Baron lifted his goblet toward him. “She’s the most rebellious Omega you’ll find on this side of the land. Hard to tame, but maybe that’s what you are into.”

Baron continued, “By the way, what about our previous plan? The agreement to arrange Nadine’s marriage to Darren. Isn’t that a promise we need to fulfill? I’m sure it’ll bring great benefits to all of us.” Harison’s face tensed. Summoning all his strength, he uttered strained sounds, “Ah uh ah uh,” expressing his anger despite his inability to speak. Baron merely smirked, relishing the moment. “What do you think, my dear?” Baron glanced at Mrs. Harison, who responded with a sly smile. “Your husband is stubborn. I must admit, he was clever to bring Darren back and nearly ruin my plans.” Harison’s chest tightened with rage. He wanted to speak, but his words were trapped in his throat. His face

Then, Ava smiled at the seamstress as she had an idea to piss Marsh off even more for his lies. “Then, why don’t you just do it? I’m sure the baron will appreciate it like the men when I was walking down the aisle, don’t you think?” Ava said as the seamstress was looking at her. She hoped that Lady Ivashkov would be on her side as she wanted to get an upper hand on this as well.

“Anthony couldn’t even be bothered to answer your call.” Then, with exaggerated triumph, she pulled out her phone and dialed the same number. The call was answered almost instantly. “Honey! Come save me! Someone hit me at Leo’s school!” Anthony’s furious voice exploded from the speaker. “Who dared touch my woman? “Baby, don’t panic. I’m on my way right now!” She hung up and strutted toward me, arrogance written all over her face. “Sign the divorce papers later, take your pitiful alimony, and get lost.”