Lady Tamayo Novels & Stories

A small frown creased my forehead as I noticed a figure kneeling by my door. As I moved closer, I realized it was Tamara, my new maid. Yes. The same maid who had played a part in me getting caught by Nikolai that night. I let out a slow sigh, trying to shake off the exhaustion from the day’s drama. Just as I was about to ask her why she was kneeling there, she suddenly lowered her head to the ground and began bowing repeatedly. To my utter shock, she burst into tears. “Forgive me, my Luna!” she wailed. “I am a disgrace to you! I deserve to die! I deserve to die, my Luna!”

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

I was Luna, and I had to perform. Back at the Alarcón mansion, Mateo was pacing the length of his bedroom. The champagne was gone, replaced by a tumbler of neat Scotch, but the alcohol wasn't doing anything to calm the fire in his blood. He kept pulling the dark silk panties from his pocket, running his thumb over the lace. The memory of how she had wound her waist against his thighs, the fierce, angry power in her movements, was driving him insane. He had never met a woman who took his money and then looked at him with such cold defiance.

Faye followed her eyes, Daylan was on the dance floor his eyes trained on the beautiful slim figure lady in his arm who she assumed was the model. She too was smilling at him as he was whispering something into her ears. Faye felt like a knife wield in her belly. why is she feeling anguish and tortured every time another woman was in his arms?

I’m assuming they’re having dinner at the sea side so I might see him there. I wore a cute sundress partner with my slippers. When I arrive they’re already there and waited for me before getting food to the buffet table. I sit beside Miss Tessa and Miss Rina and while eating I notice Arthur looking at me while he’s eating, I look away when Nathan notice us at the same time warn us with his look. I gulp and continue enjoying my crab. “Wow! I didn’t know Miss Emily know how to use her fingers while eating.” I almost choke when they said that.

Lodipo couldn’t take his eyes off her when she walked to the breakfast table. “You look amazing” he complimented her and she smiled back at him with a thank you. Sarah was bringing to the table some scrambled eggs that Priscilla had ordered earlier before taking a shower and getting all dressed up. “Are you going to see someone?” Mr. Lodipo asked feeling very insecure about his wife leaving the house looking like that. She could clearly see he was very worried and was in desperate need to know where she was going to. “If you must know, I am going to see my friends, take off my mind off some things” she responded to him and after having a bite of the food she rose up ready to leave.

“ But what did Tamara say she wants?” “ She was asking if you're at work, said she needs to clear the misunderstanding of you thinking that she was the lady in that video.” “ What?!” Eloise scoffed, “ She thought I mistook the lady for her?” “ Apparently, that's what she thought,” “ Does she think I'm dumb like her?” “ Well, I did tell her she has very disgusting features that's so hard to mistake, said even I knew she wasn't the one in the video at first glance.”

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him. I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard the voice of a lady. It came from the same room. "Fuck me just the way you tear Annie's pussy wide every Friday night," the strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that. "I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed."

she asked, eyeing Thalia from head to toe. Thalia looked a little nervous, then turned toward Tamara. “Yes, Ma’am. My name is Thalia.” She smiled politely, then bowed slightly in respect. Elena gave a faint smile. “Yes, Tamara. This is my new assistant. The little girl who once tried to seduce my husband.” Tamara immediately turned sharply to Elena. “What?” Thalia flinched, her face instantly flushing red. She bowed deeply, clearly embarrassed. “I… I regret it, Ma’am. That was in the past. Now I only want to work properly, nothing else.”

It was the same familiar small note she also received before while in Verindale. “Someone had sent this to you, my lady,” the handmaid had explained. Lady Francesca received it and unfolded it to read its content. ‘Come at Great Petersburg’s Square Theatrical House at seven pm sharp, my lovely lady. -Dynirho Syford She could feel her heartbeats skipped in a moment. He did run away from her at all. In fact, he was inviting her to meet him at her favorite opera house. Great! She could feel something interesting was awaiting her there.