Madam Chapter 40 Novels & Stories

She's talking to her mind again. END OF CHAPTER 45

Callista said. "Yes love?" she asked.Madri felt the moment was pregnant with anticipation. "Could you drive me home, my mother is going to be worried?" The girl bit her lower lip, looking very concerned. "Oh," Madri said, suddenly realizing what had just transpired, "I actually had a little too much to drink tonight. Let me call you a cab...and find my skirt." Chapter 4: The Doctor

The initial coldness along with the air of wealth slowly melts away as I softly mumble, “Home.” My moment of calm is cut short when the door opens up and a middle-aged woman in a maid’s uniform steps into the doorway. She smiles and announces, “Madam has informed me of your anticipated arrival. Please follow me.” Madam. Who is she talking about? I step inside and follow the maid straight into the living room just off the main doorway. I politely wait for her to motion towards the couch before I sit down. As I step past her, she announces, “I’ll go tell Madam that you are here. Do you want anything while you wait?”

she inquired, her voice laced with concern. The servant hesitated, a look of apprehension flickering in his eyes. But under Scarlet’s inquisitive stare, he knew he could no longer hold back the truth. With a deep breath, he gathered his courage before revealing, “The Madam collapsed just yesterday, and right now, she’s in a fragile state and confined to her bed.” A chill ran down Scarlet’s spine at the servant’s words, a wave of worry crashing over her as she processed what he had just said. “Collapsed?” she repeated, her voice tinged with disbelief. “Why did she collapse? Is she okay? Is she awake now?”

"It is very nice to meet you. But if you will excuse me, I see a friend of mine over..." "Nonsense," Madison says with an evil smirk on her face. "You have no one more important to chat with than Alpha Richard." She digs her fingernails into my shoulder, holding me into place. She leans down and whispers next to my ear. "Don't embarrass me," she hisses. "Yes, Mother," I say through gritted teeth.

Madam used a long, polished fingernail to lift Lisa’s chin so that they made eye contact, and the other woman smiled. “I am Madam Charlotte,” she said, not taking her finger away from Lisa’s chin, but instead using it to turn her face to and fro as she examined her. She ran the nail down Lisa’s throat until it rested on the hollow between her collarbones and then lifted it away. “Turn for me, dear,” she said, and Lisa obeyed, making a slow revolution. “You’ve finished the paperwork?” “Yes Madam,” Lisa said. “Then let’s sit, shall we,” Madam Charlotte said, indicating the couches. Lisa walked over took a seat and waited for Madam Charlotte who stood by the table perusing the forms that she ha

With a tender smile, Zachary caressed her cheek once more before whispering, “Go, my love, and continue to weave your healing touch upon the lives entrusted in your care. I’ll be waiting for you with open arms, ready to embrace you when your work here is done.” Madison nodded, savoring the bittersweet moment. She stepped back, allowing the professional façade to settle back into place. Zach leaned against her table as he watched her intently, a smile graced his lips as he big his lower lips into his mouth. Madison stopped by the door and heaved in a deep breath. “What is it, my love?” “My whole body wants you now.” She replied as she turned around to look at him with a puppy look.

However,that was only the start of her issues. Every day, she planned her retribution with eyes full of rage; she would return, the real her would return. ********************************************** Chapter 1: Although she didn't appear to be interested in her surroundings, her black eyes were always scanning the area. The atmosphere was raucous throughout,making it obvious that it was a birthday celebration. The birthday girl was the happiest of all, and she moved around freely greeting guests. Madison, on the other hand, was simply sitting in a corner and slowly savoring her Apple juice. What was she doing?

Tonight is not that time. When I reached her pink underwear, I gently removed it from her waist and down her thigh. She was clean down there. Her milky tummy and thighs contrasted her pretty pink pussy. What I was doing was only adding to the current problem inside my jeans. I shook my head. No, D. Not now. I was planning on making Madie stay here for the time being. She said she was sad and shouting earlier, meaning she was upset that Adon and Hop weren't there and maybe had a fight with the nuns.

On the eve of our wedding, my fiancé, the heir to the Mafia, told me to give my title to another woman and become his mistress. So I left my wedding gown on the floor and chose to marry the Don. If I couldn't be his wife, I would become his Madre. "Miss, Mr. Lorenzo is here," our maid, Maria, announced as she pushed the door open, her voice trembling with excitement. A personal visit from the heir was an honor.