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“Good thing I never ran into Mbak Sasi.” “Who’s that?” Nadine asked, confused. “The one who offers extra services to customers.” “What kind of services?” Nadine asked innocently. “Escort services.” Nadine froze. “So… that kind of thing exists there too?” Clara let out a short laugh. “Nadine, everything exists there. There’s even a private section for exclusive guests.” “What kind of exclusive guests?” “Those with a lot of money. Those who pay high for special services.”

Fuck it! "Look, don't be so sure. We don't know if that is mine or you are trying to frame me. I am not stupid," I said to her. I've seen a movie where the mistress acts like she is pregnant because she wants to keep that man close to her and never leave her. That's why she acts like she is pregnant.

he whispered, his hit breath on my neck, “but you didn't look at me like I was the worst thing to ever happen to you. Please, Lyla.” I could not relax. “Who was she?” I heard him suck in a breath. “She was a woman I knew?” “A mistress?” “Yes,” he replied honestly. “Of some sorts.” “We look eerily similar.” His hands wrapped tighter around my waist. “After you left the shop,” he whispered. “I could not get you out of my mind. So I started having mistresses look just like you.” A gasp left my mouth. “What?” “I know,” he groaned. “I was so obsessed with you. We all were. The little brat that came into our shop and demanded what she wanted. We looked for you everywhere.”

These two were really treating me like a maid. “Here, it's warm water Mrs Hales.” I said as I handed Nicole the glass. Nicole's eyes widened in horror as she took the glass from me. "Ouch!" she gasped, clutching her hand and recoiling. "Alexa, you've burned me!" she accused, her voice filled with pain and anguish. The interviewers looked at each other, unsure of how to react. And then a rush of accusations flew through the air. "She is indeed a mistress?" shouted someone from the audience. "Trying to harm the wife as soon as she finds out she is pregnant, what a heartless woman."

It was deserted there and maybe Gladwin had left again or she hadn't come back yet. Lucy gave a tissue to Lilyana who was still crying. "Let me get you a drink." The woman then got up from her chair, she headed to the kitchen and got a glass of water for her best friend. "Lucy." Lilyana said, still sobbing. "Yes, Lily?" "Do you believe that Ed has been cheating on me?" Lucy who heard the question could only remain silent. She didn't know what to say while Ed Shane's mistress was the girl she had hired.

' I whispered I didn't notice when I started crying. 'Easy for you to say, I thought this would too but life doesn't go as planned, coming back I was hit with the reality that it was a fling and you were.....' I couldn't let him finish the poisonous words he was spilling, my hand came in contact with his face. 'I was what a mistress?' I laughed at how ironic this was. 'Lo...'

Layla explained, her eyes scanning the room nervously. I gazed at her stomach and she began telling me about he so-called masters, the Taller one name was Master Bradon, according to Layla he had a pinch of heart in his body but the short one name Master Carlos was Ruthless and despicable, he was the one that raped her and got her pregnant.

Gritting my teeth, I pushed myself up from the ground, but before I could regain my balance, a woman next to me landed a punch, sending me sprawling back down. She raised her phone, shoving the screen close to my face, her voice dripping with mockery. "Look, everyone. This is what happens to mistresses!" The screen was flooded with fast-scrolling comments, and yet I caught glimpses of the vile insults directed at me. They said I deserved to lose my child. They lamented missing the moment when the fake heiress had caused my child's death. They added that I, a mistress like me, should rot in hell with my baby, for it was important to eliminate the problem at its source.

It was not like that she had not tried to forget her past in those nine months, she did not once but many times but it was not easy, she had spent more than two years as his mistress which was the biggest insult for any woman. Their nasty comments still rang in her ears every night. "Oh God, she has a hot body, Mr. Raichand is very lucky to have such a mistress, she must have tiny holes, good to fuck.” "If I want you for a night, how much will you charge?" "Don't be so highly slut, when you can spread our legs before him then what's the problem with me, I will pay you well, just let me enjoy your holes"

“My answer is no, Mr Miller. I will not become your side whore....” “Language, Ms. Robinson.” Jack suddenly interrupted her. “And you won't be what you're calling it. You'll be my lover. My secret lover entitled with everything.” “Saying it with fancy words doesn't change the fact about what you just asked of me, Mr Miller. A mistress, a secret lover or a side chick, whatever you might call it, it's still horrible, and I'm not that kind of woman.” Ana showed how disappointed she was before she looked away. If not that they were inside a moving car, she would have already gotten down from the car.