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However, today is her birthday. "What happened, sir?" Said Sarah, from beside me in the car. Sarah was my personal assistant, she is like a little sister to me. We prepared a whole surprise party for my mother. Now we will postpone it. I have other more important matters. "We need to fly to France, Tonight," "Wow, that's a good thing, don't tell me they accepted your offer." She shouted, making me smile at her loudness. "But, how about-" I gave her a bored look. " Finally, everything we planned will go wasted," she frowned, sinking back in the back seat of my car.

"It's just that with the way he is taking everything slow like some gentleman, I am going not going to get sex from him anytime soon. He probably thinks I am a virgin, Chris! Or he might say he won't have sex with me until marriage! Geez, babe, I will lose my mind!" "And you think sleeping with Michael is going to help you not lose your mind?" "Yes. I will sleep with Michael every time I want to... You know, just until Daddy's boy makes love to me and I can decide if he can satisfy me or not!" Christine slapped a hand to her face and shook her head. How did she end up with a friend like Ruth again? "Think of it as a win-win. You will be meeting Alex Pencraft and you can celebrate your appoi

The receipts were photocopies. The pictures and the prices of the gifts were also printed on paper. Liberty examined the photographs one by one. Although there was nothing of a sexual nature, they were intimate like lovebirds. The pictures burned Liberty’s eyes. The other woman was about Serenity’s age. She was beautiful, slender, and hot, the type that men would go for in a lover. Jessica Yates! That was the mistress’s name. The gift receipts and pictures were an eyesore. Liberty found it ironic.

He added. While listening to Nicholas, I could feel his excitement for the fulfillment of all the plans we prepared. But, I was suddenly surprised by what he said regarding the training. So, I still have to undergo training to be a perfect result of what he planned for. I thought as soon as I finished this operation, I will instantly go and do what was written on the agreement. Yet, I understand that I still need to be trained. The last time I became a mistress was just an instant situation. It was not planned, and I just fell for the promises of William that time. Those times came from my feelings for him. I got blinded and was too good to be a villain. Now, I have to be like one since I wo

I was supposed to be offended by that but somehow I find it cute seeing her do that. It reminded me of our dating days, she was always so cute when she was angry. “I came here to ask how we are going to do this? And are you serious about me being your mistress?” She asks, saying the last part in a serious tone. “It was just to spike you, trust me, though I do want to do naughty things with you but we are going to keep it professional like you said. This is a deal between us, you warm my bed for a year to pay back what you owe.”

Satisfied with washing her skin she turn on the shower allowing the cool water dribble from her hair down to her skin . Opening the liquid body wash she applied a large quantity on her long thick hair , this was the second time she was letting it down without fear of caution . Master Lugard never allowed ladies in the mob to let their hair down except Amelia his sex toy ,all the Ladies had their hair tied up if any one was caught let she's at the risk of being bald . She knew she was on the road to freedom ,her hair let down for more than five minutes was one sign to freedom . She washed it off quickly before strapping the robe around her body , she blew her hair dry before settling into her

It is lyk karma’s dealing wth both wife and husband* *She had been parading as the #1 heiress of the country for the past decade, who knew that she was a bitch who grew up at some rundown orphanage at the darkest downtown. No offense to all normal orphans with all their moral compass function* *Can you believe the mistress’ family were working under her because she was the supposed #1 heiress, I wonder what they would do now that the whole stuff has blown up in their face* *I heard the mistress was harassed at work too…poor girl.*

But anyways, I'm glad to do this! I was to begin being his mistress next week, but he insisted I moved into his place tomorrow, while I got ready for my job there. He also said that he would have to get me some new supplies, within the weekend. As the day went by, I counted down my freedom from days to hours and then perhaps, minutes. I had this feeling of being a lamb led to the slaughter, without opening it's mouth! After all, how would I have opened my mouth, knowing fully well that my mum's life was at stake?

I dropped it in the trash, made tea, and sat by the window. That was small act of freedom number five: Letting go.

she countered, her fists curling at her sides. "I wouldn't have risked my all for a mistress," Nate reminded her, his face hardening. A flicker of pain crossed her face upon hearing that, and her lips pulled into a sad smile. "That's what everyone's wondering. Why Nathaniel Serrano risked it all for his mistress when he could have easily gotten another," Sera shot back without losing her composure. "You're not that. Don't use that word," Nate spoke furiously. "Then should I use whore? A sex slave? Or an esco..,"