Baroness Goes On Strike Novels & Stories

Annelyn bursts into laughter, and Berna quickly pulling her away. “What’s this? Oh my God.” “Just let them be,” she says wearily, “I’ve resigned, Berna, and I’m here to bid you farewell. I’m going back to the province. I don’t want to stay here anymore. Baron is causing trouble, and he hurt me earlier when he found out.” “Oh, he’s a damn jerk! That’s not right. He’s the one at fault for everything! Why don’t you tell Sir?”

The Baron from eons ago does not trust women at all. I try to call out to him, but all I get is a roar. My body is starting to shift, and I fall to my knees, trying to maintain a little power over my own body. But Baron’s anger is more potent than my willpower, and I can feel my bones twisting and folding in on each other.

"I've never seen you this excited for a Baron party." Annie entered from the door into the room and Sofia darted a look through the mirror back at her. She was dressed in a sheer burgundy gown that Oscar had bought for her back in Italy. If there was anything that the Barons were known for, it was how to throw a party. And tonight was officially the night that Aaron would take over the company. He would publicly announced as CEO and all the shares and stakes would be in his name. It was the moment everyone was waiting for and a time that could never be short of drama.

"Do you really think you can defeat me?" Beauty stepped forward, her voice steady. "This isn't just about defeating you, Leon. This is about justice. You've betrayed our kind, and it's time to face the consequences." Leon laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "Justice? You don't know the first thing about it. You were always weak, Beauty. That's why I rejected you." Beauty felt a flicker of anger but pushed it down, focusing on the task at hand. "Your time is up, Leon. We're here to take back what you stole from us."

“What are you doing?” I jolted out of shock, pulling away from the kiss with Baron. Fear immediately seized me as my brain recognizes the voice even before I turn to see the face. “What does it look like she’s doing, Mister?” Baron’s tone was challenging. “She does not belong to you!” Ben threw a challenging glare right back. Baron erupted in a mirthless, mocking chortle. “Yeah? Tell that to the Moon Goddess, fella.” “Baron please.” I begged, knowing how much of in trouble I was in that moment.

I stared straight into Jaden's eyes. "They came looking for the gold stamps, taking advantage of the situation when we were all so busy that we let down our guard here," Jaden said. I shook my head weakly. What gold stamp? I've never seen a stamp like that in this house. "The news that your mother is the one who keeps the stamp has spread, to the point that the big cartels are fighting to get it. I'm sorry that we failed to protect the leader," Bastian said softly. I turned my head to the man in annoyance. Why didn't he say anything to me all of this time? Why did his damn mouth only say useless things?

“I’m afraid I can’t, ma’am.” Her eyes narrowed, recognizing the smirk. This guy was as much of a sycophant as his boss. She gritted her teeth and stared him down. He was just another loyal dog. “Please leave, ma’am,” he continued, his voice dripping with mock politeness. “Mr. Adams doesn’t like to be disturbed.” Elise raised an eyebrow. “Why? Is he with his mistress?” The assistant’s smirk deepened. “Yes, ma’am. He strictly told me not to let anyone disturb them. If I were you, ma’am, I’d just leave. You’ll only hurt yourself.”

Adrian threatened me, that was one thing he had never done, but he did it because of Victoria. She was smiling at me, telling me that she couldn't wait to work with him, but I could see through her facade. She wasn't going to stay here long, I was going to make sure of that. When I was done with her, she would take her bastard son and flee in the middle of the night. The next day, I came to work very early, but she wasn't in yet. Yet that's how it is when you are the boss. The strange girl, Emily, the beautiful, awkward girl, was already in.

“Redmond pack, you all takes my joy, and you all are going to pay for it. I will ruin this kingdom and sold off to its enemy.” Baron musk stands at the Terrance while he glanced through the crowd and finds the woman ranting some shits. “Who is she?” He questioned. “The mother of the bereaved, if I'm right from her aggression.” His beta replied. “Take her and burned, her down. I want her ashes to be used to make a barking dog sculpture.” “You musk! Mark this day, you will regret everything you have done.” She said as she uttered some magic words and winds like tornadoes emanates from one corner rolling towards terrace where Baron Musk stands.

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.”