Novel & Cerita Framed as the mistress, now i'm out for blood

It doesn't matter how bad someone thinks he is. The footsteps of his feet quickly walked out, this made Chris who saw him feel more emotional. "WAIT ME, B*STARD!" His weak body wanted to stand up, but suddenly a hand pulled him and made him sit back down on the kitchen floor. "I HAVE TO CHASE HIM, MA, HE'S A TRAITOR!" A slap landed hard on the cheek that was already injured, making the wound gape wider with fresh blood flowing from it. "Ma," whispered Chris who then looked down after seeing a pair of wide round eyes staring at him.

Isabelle spat out coldly, but it has no effect on Nerissa, as it seemed to be a challenge instead. "Then find out the truth, Isabella! I don't care at all, because at the end of the day, I am innocent and you are the one who is guilty, because you are a cheater!" Isabella slaps Nerissa harshly across her face, making her stagger backwards with a shocked expression written all over her face. She looked at Isabella with hatred that was clearly visible and her hands trembled in fury. "You witch! Damn you, Isabella!" Nerissa grabbed Isabella's hair and pull her hard towards herself.

“If that helps you sleep at night.” Then I turned and walked out before he could say another word. I didn’t look back, but I felt his eyes on me until the door closed. Outside, I exhaled slowly. My hands were cold, but my mind was clear. The plan had started. I was inside his world now — close enough to learn everything. He thought he’d captured me. But he just gave me the perfect position to destroy him. And if I had to play the part of his mistress to make that happen, then so be it.

At that moment, I realized just how ridiculous I had been to fall for someone like her. Before long, Jonathan came back with an iron rod. As he dragged it across the ground, the scraping sound was harsh and grating. "Michael, if you start begging for forgiveness, I might go easy on you." I struggled and shouted, "Jonathan Zane, don't you dare! This is assault. It's a crime!" "A crime?" Jonathan repeated, like it was the funniest thing he'd heard all day. "You're a thief, and you have the nerve to bring up the law? If anything, we're breaking your hands to stop you from committing more crimes."

I leaned my head on her shoulder and focused on the movie. "I won't deny that Mr. Agrezor is an incredibly handsome man, but he's a rotten soul," she commented sullenly. "Almost every day, my officemates gossip about him being a casanova." Focusing my eyes on the spoonful of ice cream, I sighed. "Next time he accuses you or does something terrible to you, I'll make sure he'll regret it." "I can handle him myself, love." She poured water into my glass, and I drank it. "I know, but I'm here to back you up on anything. If they hurt you, they pay. Nothing is free in this world."

“You’re so wonderful and dazzling. I actually believed that you were a scheming b*tch, just like Tiffany, not too long ago. I even scorned you and said bad things about you in front of Second Master. Sigh! Thank goodness Second Master never listened to me and was still very nice to you. However, I’ve neglected my duty as Second Master’s right-hand man. I’m a disgrace, totally ashamed… Milady, you can slap me a few times if you’re mad at me. I have thick skin, so I’m not scared of the pain. Just go ahead and hit me.”

She stammer "Well I want it so that I can call you out when I tell Master William about what happened " She stiffened I scoff "what odacity you all have! You attempted to kill me and then threaten to kill me , if I say the truth ,I wonder what punishment will be given to daughter in laws or mistresses that have absolute no power in this household " I saw them shiver "Of course our dear mother punishment is special" "What do you mean by that, we did nothing wrong ,we did nothing unlike your servant who drugged you, we did absolutely nothing!" One of the Mistresses said

I wanted to make things right, but it wasn't a relationship with Stefan that I found myself craving. My mouth began to water and fizz as if I was seizing, but in reality I was drawn to twisted thoughts of revenge. I was out for blood, I was out to make Stefan suffer nearly as much as he had made me suffer. It was like a wave of ongoing psychosis, and before I knew it, the thoughts were constant. The craving for blood was constant, and I was going to get it.

(THE PRICE IN EXCHANGE) “REMEMBER I am your master as you are my servant. You are a tool that I will be used in any way I please. You have no right to defy me as I hold your dear life within the palm of my hands. As you should know, you are nothing without me.” With her master’s words echoing inside her mind, she made her way silently and on time to the place where she needed her to be. To a sinister and lustful eye to kill and taste blood, she looks at the bright full moon where her next mission is the opposite of the first, within that same night and day she is now preparing for her favorite bloodbath contradicting the memory rewriting of the previous one. “What a lovely night?” She giggle

"Stay there I'll get you some blood that I keep stored here. You need to regain your strength." "I prefer mine fresh," The Mistress snarled. Before Cade had a chance to give her a retort about how he was out of fresh blood, she was already leaping across the apartment. She landed on his back and knocked him to the floor. The Mistress wasted no time in driving her nails deep into the small of his back and curving them upward so that they were grazing his heart. Cade froze with fear. "You've failed me tonight and I had to give up a great prize. Pity," she cooed in his ear. "I had such high hopes for you as my sheriff once I'd taken over, que sera," The Mistress sank her fangs into Cade's neck