Novel & Cerita Madam Shyarly

“Hello, hello, he said to me while Thelma was prompting me to answer him. I gave in after a few seconds of fear and doubt. Hi…uhm hello, I was stuttering. Whose is on the line please, he asked sharply. Oh sorry, it's Isabella. Your maid, Isabella. Thelma hit me for referring to myself as the maid. I don't know what she was expecting me to say. Would I have introduced myself to him as his girlfriend? Who wouldn't have his own girlfriend's number? Why doesn't he have my number all this while?

Great Madame ordered after receiving the bag that was brought earlier. "Sutar, most of the times when we eat he pay himself, If I don't remind him, he pretend to be forgot, he said, doesn't want to bother!" scolded great madam. She is known to be fussy, but good. She always pays attention to her loyal employees. She showed me the hut at the end, jutting into the middle of the pool. We're headed there. "You said, I can't eat high cholesterol. Now, you choose the food!" she said as she handed me the menu.

she scolded and got herself together She has missed most. of her lessons, damn this, why did she even sleep here in the first place? " madam" she snapped her head in the direction of the voice. Standing was the man she recalled from last night as Julius " boss ask me to drive you to wherever you want to go" he added. She rolled her eyes, she has to solve this madam thing " please call me Skylar" she gave out a happy morning smile " I don't think the boss will be okay with it" he said. He had worked for Damon for years and knew him very well. The last thing he wanted was to get on his bad books " but I am okay with it" she challenged with her head resting at one side like the stubborn girl th

Not again. "You will not look into my eyes or disrespect me. I am Elder Tasha. You are currently mateless and rankless until proven innocent. Sharing your body and bed with a stranger after you have been claimed is a crime. As luna, your actions have insulted your mates and your packs, but I would not expect you to understand the meaning of loyalty and fidelity; after all, you are a Vladislav," Tasha said and tugged the chain pulling me forward, almost making me fall. I was a bit hungry, so I could not move fast. She pulled me out of the room, and it was nighttime.

I finished plating the last dish and brought it to the table. I had just helped Sarah Paulson, Shane Seridan's mother, over and gotten her seated when Shane walked out of the bedroom with his girlfriend, Lydia Forestwood, wrapped in his arms. Seeing the table full of delicious food, he casually remarked, "I didn't think you'd actually be this capable." At those words, Lydia's expression darkened. She slammed her fork down on the table with a sharp clang, her tone displeased.

I asked, my brows raising, and a raspy chuckle came from his throat, making my breath hitch. “Indeed. You should work and provide for us. Otherwise how can I look handsome?” He joked, and I couldn't help but smile. I dropped by at Mrs Pierre’s place, taking her daughter's measurements before returning to the hotel where Damien had already booked. The elevator door was almost closing when a hand stopped it. A beautiful woman walked in, her hand holding her phone to her ear as she made a call. I felt my body stiffen, emotions overwhelming me. This woman…was Sofia.

Now she’s more in the dress code than not. “Hello, Mady, Hello Maggie,” I inject as much fake sweetness into my voice as I can, especially because I know it pisses Madilyn off to no end when her name is shortened, and that is proven in the way her eye twitches when I call her Mady, but to her credit, she doesn’t sneer at me like I know she wants to, like I know she’s doing in her mind right now. She keeps her cool façade in place like the pro that she is.

Everyone knows me as a gentle and calm wife. On our wedding night, my husband, Julian Chapman, sleeps with another woman. I tell myself that it's part of being married and that I should be understanding. He blows through the 30,000 dollars I brought into the marriage. I kept my silence. Then, he brings home one mistress after another. I pour them drinks myself. When his gambling debts finally catch up with him, he sells me to a brothel without a second thought. "This is my wife. She's quiet, obedient, and easy to deal with. Take her instead. Do whatever you want with her." I laugh. He has no idea that I had a reputation before I ever married him. They called me the Queen of Hell. I ha

Mia stayed rooted on the spot calmly, her gaze focused on Shelly who seemed to have shrunken from cowardice. Mia asked, "What did you say? I didn't catch you clearly. Mind saying it once more?" Shelly's face drained of color as she stuttered, "I-I'm Shelly Barrett! If you hurt me, my family will never let you get away with it!" Mia snorted. "Very well. I shall make your wish come true. I'll strip you guys off and wait for your family to come at me."

Shelly knew the secretaries revealed the story to her just to make her mad. Since she joined the company, she noticed that the secretaries were rather fond of Paige. She had no idea how Paige charmed them. “Madam is really a happy girl, and the boss treats her so well,” Gloria lamented. Sandra and Margaret nodded in agreement. “The boss really does treat the madam well.” Shelly could not bear to listen to them anymore. Must they talk about how well Chris treated Paige in front of her?