Baroness Goes On Strike Novels & Stories

A growl rippled through the air before running at the window. “NO SIR! I AM NOT ALLOWING YOU TO CLIMB THE PALACE, IF BOTH YOU AND YOUR MATE DIE, WE’LL BE LEFT WITHOUT A LEADER!” A man I knew was one of the officials shouted obviously, when Baron went to climb out of the window to save me, from the growl that sounded after the fact, its clear Baron didn’t appreciate this man preventing him from getting to me. “SHE’S MY FUCKING MATE!” Baron protested where sounds of a struggle began to occur behind us, but with the higher I was forced to climb, the quieter their voices became.

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.

“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…”

“Don’t you own a comb or something? Your hair is so… lifeless.” If it was just Sebastian insulting her at first, now there were three of them. Rylee felt like she would tear the paper in her hands from the sheer anger she felt. How dare they insult her after everything she had done for this mother and son? And to compare her to Sebastian’s mistress? Have they forgotten that she was the one who had left him when he had nothing? “I was the one who stayed with you when you had nothing, Sebastian. Do you remember that?” She focused on her husband. She didn’t care what the two women said because they were outsiders from their marriage.

She looked like someone who had been trying too hard for too long. But still, I held on. Because that’s what I did. I convinced myself it was just a misunderstanding that love could survive on effort alone. When the Moonlight Ball finally came, I told myself I’d prove to everyone, maybe even to him, that our marriage was still something beautiful. I wore a silver silk gown that shimmered under the lights. My hair was pinned perfectly, my makeup flawless. I looked like the kind of woman who had everything. Reporters crowded me the moment I arrived. Flashes went off in my face. “Mrs. Walker! Over here!” “What’s your secret to a perfect marriage?”

Please. She stammers for a moment, her mind racing to come up with an answer. With a deep breath, she says, "I'm sorry, Baron. I can't say anything. I've seen how close you and Oswald are, and I didn't want to be the reason for any conflict between you. Please, understand." A mixture of disappointment and frustration crosses Baron's face, but before he can respond, Myra kisses him lightly on the cheek and starts walking away. With each step, all the facade falls off and she can't help but laugh at her accomplishment.

"Even if you're the Madre, you don't get to pull a gun on him for no reason. You're challenging the Don's authority." I looked at her and couldn't help but laugh. I raised my hand, ready to slap her, but Domenico, who had been silent until now, caught my wrist. "Basta, Valentina Rossi! Stop causing a scene. We were only discussing work." His gaze turned cold when he looked at me. "You can't throw a tantrum whenever you please." Then he shoved me forcefully, sending me stumbling into the table's sharp corner. Blood trailed down my forehead, blurring my vision.

I looked at the small boat, so plainly prepared for me, and I dove in without a moment's pause. A wave of dizziness hit me. Then, laughter erupted from the cruise. "Everyone, look! That idiot Ariana really jumped!" I looked up and stared at them in silence. The deck was crowded, but every face shared the same mocking expression. Bethany slowly raised a pair of scissors. Amid the jeering and my gaze, she snipped the rope linking the lifeboat to the cruise. "Stupid woman. Drift away on your own." The moment she spoke, I saw Terence rush over from behind.