Madam Suzanne Novels & Stories

"But how could you ask your supervisor to publicly criticize me online? I've been swarmed with insults! You're so cruel!" "Zora, we're family. How could you do this to your sister?" Mom chimed in disapprovingly. Turning back to Laila, Mom patted her back gently and cooed, "Don't cry, sweetheart. You'll hurt yourself. I'll make your sister apologize to you!"

I took a deep breath and released it slowly. "Do you know someone who works at the entertainment club?" I asked. I saw she was lost for a second and it seemed her body got tense. She shook her head. "No..." she shortly replied. She reached for a glass of water and drank it straight. She looked really tense. "There is someone who works at the entertainment club who lives in your village," I opened up and started eating again. "Do you know someone named Magda? She's a good friend of mine," I asked and glanced in her direction.

Amara said to Peter who was still surprised by what was happening. That early afternoon the two couples enjoy their time laughing and eating their brunch on the Patio of her Penthouse suite with the romantic view of the Eiffel Tower. Matteo kept on holding onto her hand, softly caressing her dainty fingers while she would look at him, giving him her content smile.

Because he was thrown into a shiver, in anticipation of seeing his love again. To Suzanne's great luck, just before the dinner, a light rain fell, which refreshed the hot day. As they rode in the carriage, Suzanne eagerly looked out the window at the city. Although she had seen it not for the first time. "Monsieur, should I wait for you?" asked the coachman. "Yes of course. Mademoiselle Suzanne becomes very moody after eating," he said looking at her and friendly pushing her aside. The coachman only smiled.

Suzanne explained. “And what call is that Suzanne?” Mike asked innocently. ‘This man is really the pit. Imagine, having the gut to question me about the call in front of Liza.’ Suzanne was spitting mad but for Liza’s sake she kept her cool. “Oh nothing serious, Mr. Mike. Just an upsetting call from an annoying neighbour that’s all.” She told him with an evil eye, but when she turned to face Liza, she was all smiles. “Hmmm. That’s serious.” Mike commented unemotionally.

Sometimes, Suzie would chime in and laugh with them. During the feast, the workers' impression of Suzie rose. They felt they were fortunate that Suzie was their Madame. Their Madame was kind, generous, humble, and not arrogant like the other Madames who doesn't even know the name of their maids. Unknowingly, they were bought by Suzie using the delicious meals. Suzie let the worker have some fun while she returned to her study. She had to finish her task today. A little while later the head butler returned to the office with a pile of documents as Aunt Liza said.

Suzanne said in a mean tone and Athena was immediately by her side to stop her from speaking further than this. "Suzy, stop-..." Athena hardly finished her words when Suzanne pushed her away ever before Athena could touch her. Luckily Dominic was fast enough to catch Athena and balance her back. "Don't touch me! Don't come near me! Don't fucking call me 'Suzy', Miss Princess of the South region!" Suzanne snapped at Athena with unexplainable hatred inside her for Athena which shocked Athena from the core. Suzanne had never behaved like this with Athena and Athena couldn't understand why she was doing this. She seemed angry while uttering 'Miss Princess of the South region'. Why?

“Behave yourself. Not in public, Suzanne” “My feet hurt. Did you see the news, Mom? Look, that is Sebastian. That is her. Akira West! Why is she still alive?” Suzanne tried hard to control her volume, but it was still a little loud for the designer boutique. “Forget about Akira West. We have a bigger problem here, Suzanne” her mother pulled her to the side and grabbed her daughter’s arm tightly. “Mom, ouch! That hurts” “Suzanne, listen to me. We need to get out from here fast. Drop everything. Smile and go. Not a word”

She snorted with disdain. Suzanne walked straight to the reception and handed the document to the beautiful receptionist. After giving her a few instructions softly, Suzanne paid no attention to Karen. She glanced at Karen and then moved closer to her. "At least I can hook up with someone. Can you?" Karen glared at her and sneered. "Don't be too proud." "Miss Morgan, you're wrong," Suzanne said with a smile. She raised her hand slightly and stroked the blue rose in Karen's arms with her slender white fingers. "Why are there people giving others blue roses now? It's so vulgar."