Baroness Goes On Strike Manga Novels & Stories

Serena looked so pitiful and helpless as they rubbed their hands all over her body. "I'm tired of the foreplay, let's sex her already" One of the five said and Baron couldn't agree more. Baron pulled her to himself and was about to strip off her underwear when suddenly the door banged open. They were all stunned but before they could react, the person who walked had already begun grabbing them and knocking them out. He was not only swift but equally strong, his attacks were too fierce for them to counteract. After beating all of them up without getting a single scratch on his body he turned to Baron who was shaken by what he had seen but refused to show his vulnerability.

*Bang* There was a violent collision. For the first time since its appearance Mane’s sword beam was stopped in its tracks. It had run into something it couldn’t cut through. Although this was the person it was meant to defeat, it couldn’t. For this person was no ordinary foe. She wasn’t a wall that lacked little resistance or a helpless drone. She was the Monkey Queen! And the crown which shown ever brightly on her head was proof of her nobility and power. *Roar*

This is sure to come back and bite them in the a*s. Jameson: [Elizabeth, we had a contract. You need to come back and help us resolve these issues.] Jameson must really have quite an impressive set of balls on him to be so arrogant. Elizabeth: [You should have already received notification from my lawyer. I will not be assisting your organization in any capacity ever again.] I stared at the minibar from across the room, tempted to fix myself a drink, but I chose to resist the urge. Needing a distraction, I grabbed the novel I had stashed under the pillow and curled up in the bed for some reading.

My eyes burned red, but I stubbornly refused to cry. The wrist he had squeezed was already turning purple, trembling uncontrollably. Yet no one stepped in. All I heard were waves of mocking laughter echoing around me. After enjoying the chaos, Fiona seized the moment. She quickly grabbed Leo’s small hand and dragged him toward an ink pad nearby. “Stop!” Reacting on instinct, I ignored the pain in my body and slapped her hand away. The absurd contract flew into the air and tore cleanly in two. Leo finally snapped out of it. He clutched his sore wrist and whimpered softly in fright.

“Get out of the way, or die!” When he said the last word, the temperature around them dropped significantly. Emmy trembled even more violently. A Warzone Master... Ordinary people had no way of resisting him! However, Emmy did not step back. She closed her eyes and opened them again slowly, trying to alleviate the pressure she was feeling through this method. “I told you that he’s resting!” She did not budge at all! She wanted to buy time for Andrius. “Heh...” Baron was instantly furious, and a flicker of malice flashed in his eyes. “Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you? I’ll count to three.

“You heard what I said, Veronica. I know what you are. I know you were the one who walked into my room and ruined everything while blaming it on those innocent domestic workers. What were you looking for exactly, that gave you the audacity to desecrate my room by walking into it? I know you were looking for something, so tell me what it is?. “First you make me look like a fool in front of everyone earlier and now you are here accusing me of making Valerie's room a mess and blaming it on the staff?. What do you take me for? Do you think I am that petty?” Baron smirked, his gaze darkening. “You are pettier than you think you are. You are responsible for what happened today and you hoped that M

He looked up to the goon with his feet over my head, causing him to remove his foot from my head. My head was pounding and my back ached with severe pain as I tried to get my balance. But as a propped my hand up to sit up, Baron held my hand in his hair again. This time twisting and turning until the grip reached the root of my hair. "Let go of me Baron,' I screamed in pain, all my efforts to let loose were futile if anything his grip only tightened. "One last chance," he growled, "will.you.be.mine?" "No, you fucking monster," it was my turn to throw saliva all over his face, "I will never be yours,"

“Please excuse me for my ignorance. I greet the Baroness of Vozenilek, the Lady Yohan Dei Vozenilek.” The baroness chuckled at her earnest yet awkward greetings. “I have not heard my name from your lips for a while. But I really hope you could address me informally.” “I-Informally?” Cassey trembled as she spoke. How dare I, a mere Maharlika, speak informally to the Baroness of Vozenilek? “Forgive me Baroness, but I could never do what you hope.” The Baroness sighed. “I expected that response from you, since Liracynthia and her lessons must have been a tough bread, your daily consumption.”