Head Mistress Lexi

21+ Cerita dewasa yang mengandung emosi. Persiapkan hati kalian saat membacanya, cinta dan benci saling beriringan. "Kenapa kamu berselingkuh Andre?" tanya Selvia. "Jangan pernah bertanya hal tersebut, Sel," ujar Andre tidak suka. "Ndre, kamu tidak bisa begini." "Selvia dengarlah sayang, aku mencintaimu. Layani aku dengan liar, aku hanya puas saat bersamamu, Sayang." Selvia, tidak bisa menolak setiap sentuhan-sentuhan jari jemari Andre. Lelaki itu membelai dengan lembut setiap bagian-bagian sensitifnya. Suara desahan terdengar bagaikan alunan musik yang indah. Antara nikmat dan dosa berjalan beriringan menjadi bagian hidup, Selvia. Pernikahan yang dulu kandas, membuatnya memilih untuk jadi simpanan Andre. Wanita kedua di dalam hidup Andre, lelaki yang dia cintai dan sulit lepas dari jerat cinta dan napsunya.

Labing-dalawang taong gulang si Dhanna Devino nang maulila siya sa ina. Hindi nito nakayanan nang iwanan sila ng kaniyang ama kaya naging malungkutin hanggang sa ang ina na niya mismo ang bumawi sa sariling buhay. Kaya ipinangako niya sa sarili na balang araw pagbabayarin ang mga taong sumira sa kanilang pamilya. Inakit niya ang asawa ng kapatid niya sa ama upang maipadama dito ang sakit at paghihirap na pinagdaanan niya. Ngunit hindi niya alam na ang mundong pinasok niya ay magdudulot pala sa kaniya ng mas matinding problema. Magagawa pa kaya niyang makawala sa sitwasyong siya mismo ang gumawa?

" For poor people like us, our respect is everything." The same sentence echoing in his head burnt him alive, how can she slap him. Every girl would go to her knees to please him but this cheap, country girl turns down an offer to spend a night with him. He took an expansive bottle of liquor and threw it on the wall making a loud noise. " I'll make you lay down under me, I'll make you cry my name, I will fuck you so hard that all your honor, your RESPECT will fly away ... I will tarnish you in such a way that you, yourself, will feel disgusted with yourself. "He said, looking at the broken pieces of the bottle. "I will, Amber. I will." He made a promise to himself while looking at his bed. One day he will see her naked on his bed. under his mercy.

When I see someone asking for help in an assignment related to the entrepreneur course on the college forum, I join the group chat using a student account. I even help refine several financial models and market strategies because of my job's nature. Everyone in the group chat is excited, to say the least. Every day, they keep calling me a genius while urging me to improve the details of the whole assignment. Two months later, the assignment's quality is very close to perfection. But the group chat suddenly goes silent. I scroll through the chat history out of curiosity, only to find out that the students have already created another group chat. "That senior isn't an official teammate of ours. Let's not tell her about us using this assignment for an upcoming competition." "Precisely! Our names are the only ones on the list! She'd better not steal the credit during tomorrow's finals!" "With one less person involved, we each get an additional tens of thousands of dollars' worth of rewards!" As I look at the screen, I just let out a soft chuckle. It appears that this isn't an assignment at all. But unfortunately for these students, I happen to be one of the judges sitting at the judging station tomorrow.

A month before the SATs, I, Jenny Reid, could see my score. Literally. It was just floating right above my head. But there was a catch. Every time I cracked open a prep book, my score would drop by ten points. But if I skipped a day of school? It jumped right back up by ten. So, I played the system. For a whole month, I barely lifted a finger. And on the day of the test, the number glowing over my head was a solid 1560. When the scores finally dropped online… I'd scored a 500. And the 1560? That was my little sister Patricia's score. My parents lost it. As punishment, they got me a grueling night-shift job at a local electronics factory. That first night, a bunch of guys I'd never seen before cornered me in the parking lot and beat me half to death. Fading in and out of consciousness, I heard my sister's voice right by my ear. "You just had to one-up me, didn't you? Thought you were so smart… but you never figured out I was the one controlling that number over your head." The truth hit me like a physical blow. The score had been her trick all along. I opened my eyes—and I was back. One month before the SATs. The number above my head read exactly 1300. "Hey," my sister said, all fake sweetness. "Want to study together tonight? We can go over the practice tests." I looked at the stack of papers in my own hands. Without a word, I pulled out my lighter and set them on fire right there in the driveway. "Exams are coming," I said, watching the flames. "I'm not studying." My score ticked up to 1310. My sister's face was this perfect mask of disappointment, but the second I turned away, I caught the sly smile she couldn't quite hide. She had no idea… the real performance, the one I'd been rehearsing just for her, was finally about to begin.

In a world ruled by wolves and blood-bound hierarchies, Alessia, the once-proud daughter of the Moonglade Pack, watches her life crumble into ash. Betrayed by the Council and branded as the daughter of a traitor, she is sold at a brutal auction—nothing more than property to be claimed. Her spirit, though battered, remains unbroken. It is there, among jeering alphas and blood-stained floors, that Damian Blackthorn steps from the shadows. Without hesitation, he claims Alessia—not for pleasure, not for mercy, but for reasons even he doesn’t fully understand. Alessia’s arrival at Blackthorn Manor is met with fear, resentment, and whispered rebellion. The pack does not accept her. Rowen, a cunning omega with dreams of revolt, sows seeds of rebellion within the pack, whispering that a true Luna would be chosen, not bought. Beyond the manor walls, greater threats gather. Kael Ironclaw, Alpha of a savage rival pack, covets Alessia for reasons deeper than the mate bond. Whispers of an ancient Blood Moon prophecy rise—one that speaks of a Luna born from betrayal who will either save the shifter world... or destroy it. Amid growing tensions, assassinations are attempted. Trust fractures. Friends become enemies. As the Blood Moon nears, Alessia unearths dark truths: her father’s betrayal may have been a lie spun by the Council to cover darker secrets. Alessia herself carries a dormant power that the Blood Moon will awaken—power enough to change the fate of wolves forever. In the final battle beneath the Blood Moon’s gaze, she faces the ultimate truth: some fates are not chosen.And when the dust settles, Alessia and Damian will stand together—not because fate demanded it, but because they fought for it.

I step into his office and he's waiting for me seated behind his desk. He eyes me intently. His amber eyes bore deep like he's trying to look into my soul. My face is neutral with so expressed emotions. “You can't work under me anymore Ms. Robinson.” He says and I wonder why am not surprised. So the rumors were true. “Are you firing me sir?” I ask and everytime I say the word Sir it feels so foreign in my tongue even now. He sighs and gets up from his seat staring at me with a professional look on his face. “I can't continue like you don't know what I want Ms. Robinson.” He replies and I frown not wanting to get into the same topic once more. I look away. “You know it's not possible. You are....married sir.” And I am forced to go down memory lane which brings nothing but pain and sadness. It had been four years since he left to study abroad. He left me with the hope of him returning and uniting with me. For our love. We loved each other since elementary school and I even did the deed at fifteen. I waited for him. I depended on his promise and didn't look anywhere else for love because my heart had already been claimed by him. But I was in for a shock and a pain wrenching stab to my chest when he returned but not alone. He returned not as mine but as someone else's. He was far away from me now. He returned as a married man with his wife. Now he wants me back but not as his equal but as his secret lover. As his mistress.

"Why you keep on pushing yourself in our life? Aren't you afraid that I might get you arrested for being my husband's mistress?!" Nerissa shouted at Isabella. "Mateo and I are still married. You are the real mistress here, Nerissa! You took everything from me. My child, my husband, everything that should belongs to me!" Isabella said while crying. Nerissa, smirked and walked towards her. "Don't you see the ring in my finger? Mateo and I are married. You're gone by years, and now that he's mine, you doesn't have anything to get back with, not even your one and only daughter!"

Sandra was a mistress: a temporary escape for billionaire David Kingsley. But in the shadows of his study, “temporary” turned into a dangerous addiction. When David brutally casts her back into the poverty she fought to escape, Sandra plays her final card: a lie about a pregnancy to keep him tied to her. The lie becomes a terrifying reality just as David announces his “perfect” life is expanding with a child of his own. Now, Sandra isn’t just a discarded mistress; she’s a woman with a secret that could topple an empire. How far will a woman go when she has nothing left to lose but the life growing inside her?

Jenis pernikahan yang tak pernah kubayangkan akan kujalani. Menjadi istri kedua dari seorang pengusaha bertaraf go internasional. Aku seorang Alexandra yang memiliki nama keluarga Ganendra menanggung gelar sebagai istri kedua?! Hah! Lebih gilanya lagi permintaan ini bukan karena perselingkuhan ataupun aku menyukai lelaki tersebut. Tapi, istri sahnya sendiri yang mendatangi dan memintaku untuk menjadi madunya. Aku terpaksa menyetujuinya bukan karena aku kekurangan harta atau rawan jatuh miskin. Tapi, karena satu perkataan yang terlontar dari mulut Athan Vasaya Balazs. Dia mengatakan bahwa pernikahan kami adalah bentuk simbiosis mutualisme. Seolah dia mengetahui rahasia terbesar yang selama ini kusembunyikan dari orang disekitarku. Jadi bagaimana aku harus menjalani pernikahanku? Haruskah cukup dengan prinsip dasar tadi, ataukah akan muncul benih cinta dan perasaan di antara kami?