Fake Mistress Novels & Stories

"Acting tough, huh? If you're so bold, why are you hiding behind a hat and mask? Afraid of being recognized for something shameful? Oh, she called you Moon. Aren't you that notorious actress who is also a mistress?" The girl immediately retorted, "What nonsense are you spouting? Be careful, we can sue you for slander!" Moon responded, "The real mistress is the one he doesn't love." "How shameless!" Selena took out her phone and started recording. She then lunged forward, yanking off Moon's sunglasses and hat. "I'll expose your disgusting face today. Let's see if your fans still like you after seeing you brazenly ruin someone's marriage and snatch clothes!"

After All we got married just because of this~ " We didn't get married because of your lust, we got married because you wanted to take an useless revenge for your lover's death who was just a whore and was cheating on you behind your back by fucking with my younger brother," She said, fueling his anger. " Don't you dare call my love a whore," he said in anger and she chuckled. " She was. She was a liar, manipulative, double face woman, who cheated on you with my brother and then cheated my brother by saying she is pregnant with his baby but the reality was that she was fucking with someone else," she said like this was her last chance to spit all of the facts but the monster blinded with ang

"I urge you to look closely. This house belongs to Miss Gina McPherson. We are here to take what legally belongs to her. "Anyone who should not be on this premises should leave!" I couldn’t believe Matteo was this low. He had spent my money keeping his mistress—and had even given my house away to her! A while later, Matteo showed up, panic clear on his face. "G-Gina! Listen, I—" Viewership skyrocketed. Everyone was riding high on the drama. It seemed Matteo might have even helped inflate Tia's viewership on other occasions. You know… Thinking back on all the pictures of Tia showing off her luxury items and lavish lifestyle, I really should get our auditors to check the company’s finances.

It was the final, perfect piece of evidence to close the case. "She played us all," I muttered, a dark, twisted laugh bubbling up in my throat. "She played the Chairman, she played Linda, and she played me like a damn piano." I felt this weird mix of pride and betrayal. I was her husband. We were supposed to be a team, even if it was just a contract. But she didn't trust me enough to tell me. Or maybe she knew that for the performance to be believable, my grief had to be real. She needed the world to see the "ruthless Axel Ferdinez" lose his mind, because that was the only thing that would convince the Chairman that she was truly gone.

I held and squeezed Ruth’s hand, who still sat frozen on the sofa. "Sarah, wait!" Derrick called out. "Where are you going?" Kendall whined as Derrick pulled away from her and ran after me. Sonia looked bewildered as Derrick chased me. "Sarah, wait!” Finally, Derrick caught up to me. "What now?" I asked, annoyed. "We’re getting back together, right? Don’t worry about Kendall. She’ll accept being the mistress because you’ll always be my wife," Derrick said shamelessly. "Hey, Derrick, sleeping with a hooker has messed up your brain, huh? Speak with some sense. Now move. I’m leaving."

“Hey, I know you don't want anything to do with me right now baby but for the sake of old times just give me a chance.” “A chance to do what Monalisa??? I am in no mood for your bullshit…I won't say it again, fuck off!!!’ Arsenio yelled. “But baby…” “If he wants you to fuck off, then fuck off!!” I said as I barged into the room. “Who is this bitch….ohhh, I remember you…the mistress or is it, maid???” Monalisa said. “Yes, I am the mistress and who are you??? Or is it, ex wife???” I responded as I smirked.

She was also my son's fiancée, Scarlett Harper. Before I could speak, she raised her voice and shouted toward the store entrance. "Everyone, come take a look! This is what a mistress looks like these days. Completely shameless! "She secretly took photos of the 700,000-dollar dowry my fiancé, Nathaniel Cole, prepared for me, claimed it was for her, and posted them online while pretending to be some socialite! "Why don't you take a look at yourself? You're already so old, and you're still trying to seduce a rich young man. It's disgusting!"

Every single one was crystal clear, exposing my most private, vulnerable moments for the world to see. Below the photos, my entire history was laid out in a long, sensationalized article: 【This woman's real name is Elara Vance. She was the mistress of a New York Mafia Don for five years, selling her body to get ahead!】 【After being publicly shamed by his real fiancée, she faked her own death and came to our town to trick us!】 【Watch out, everyone. Women like her are experts at seducing men. Keep her away from your husbands!】

I said, reaching for my phone. “What are you saying?” Allen snapped. “This isn't Joan…why would I be sleeping with your wife?” “Then ask her to take off her mask,” I shouted. “She can have the voice but not the face.” Allen turned to the lady. “I am sorry but she can't, this isn't Joan and that is what matters…what are you doing?” I moved closer to the girl but Allen stepped in the way. “She is my mistress…nothing more.” “I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.”

“You didn't call me to tell me you're sleeping with my husband, did you?” “Are you not upset? I mean, don't you see he's playing you?” She sounded shocked. “He's not playing me, Maddison; if anyone is being played, then it's you. I'm his wife; you're just a girlfriend. That's what you even called yourself, so you're just like a mistress, you have no right to be calling me at this time.” “I'm calling because I need to speak to you.” “You've really got no shame, spend any little time you have with my husband instead of wasting it on me, that's what mistresses do. Do you even realize that I’m—”