Baroness Goes On Strike Ch 1 Novels & Stories

She called many times on her cellphone but it’s off. “Smith! Did you call again?” the agitated baroness asked for the nth time. “Yes, my lady.” Unperturbed, the butler replied. “I’m going to give her a whipping when she arrives. The girl had no care in the world if we already went berserk looking for her.” Lady Elizabeth paces the floor back and forth.

And because he was sick, she dared to abuse him. “Stop hitting me! I did nothing!” Mrs Noah shouted, struggling to get away from Kelsey. “Help me!” Just then, the security rushed in and pulled Kelsey away. “Let go of me,” Kelsey said to the security, who let go of her instantly. “I’m going to sue you!” Mrs Noah shouted in pain, holding her face. Kelsey let out a bitter laugh. “We will see in court then,” she said back, unafraid. She turned to the nurses around her.

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.”

“Come for me one more time, Miss Sinclair, and I won't play it safe with you.” Still, her body jerks in a mocking laugh. “You have everything to lose. Your company. Family. And name.” She sticks her fingers out as she counts. “For my bestie, I’d be gentle. But don't you pull this cheap stunt ever again and make me look like some cheap whore.” Her tone is cold. “I'm passed that stage of lusting over a hot billionaire psycho. Grow the fuck up, Baron.” With that, she marches towards the door.

“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.

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.”

“I’m just stating the facts, Sir. In any case, I believe Mr. Darren wouldn’t tolerate arbitrary actions like this. And I don’t appreciate you badmouthing Mrs. Vina without basis. I can report this…” Darren’s words only fueled Baron’s anger further. His breathing grew heavier, and his eyes narrowed at Darren, who remained unmoved. Baron felt himself losing control and, without a second thought, stepped forward, grabbing Darren’s collar. The tension in the room reached its peak. Nadine gasped in shock but didn’t attempt to stop her father. “Who do you think you are, huh?” Baron hissed, tightening his grip. Nadine looked both pleased and nervous, as the situation had gone beyond her expectation

", am ready to perform. As the jet touched down London, neither Edward nor Vanessa could have imagined the storm that was waiting for them. A stormy journey fueled by grief, rage, and revenge that threatened to tear apart what they have worked for and the secrets they had maintained so far. Milesaway, A lady stood facing a rectangular board, she stared at a wall covered in newspaper clippings and photographs. At the centre was a picture of Edward Clark, his face was circled with red ink..

I was uncomfortable with the way he was staring at me, especially as the sleeves of my dress had fallen over my shoulders, thereby exposing the sides of my breasts. He didn't say anything and I stopped myself from sighing as I tried to walk out of the room but he grabbed my hand and pulled me to himself until my chest was flushed against him. “Sir…” I panicked, my eyes widening. “Take off your clothes,” he whispered, his lustful eyes on my swollen breast. I started to struggle against him but then he slapped my butt. “Darling, have you…” My mother-in-law appeared at the doorstep and her eyes widened at the sight of us. My father-in-law pushed me off him and I fell to the floor badly. Wincing

"Not if you are going to start talking rubbish because I don't have the t***" "Fucking listen, first of all, you don't have an upper hand here, excuse me? I am your wife, not slave, secondly, I am not your mother, I agree, neither are you, my father or mother, again, you insulted me first I just use your exact same words back at you, if you are going to be bossy, go do that with your workers and not me, the fuck do you think you are that you can just ride on me? Let me remind you that I ain't a pawn neither did you buy me, if you decided to start acting like some kind of boss over me, trust me you don't want to know what I can do either,"