Madame Red Novels & Stories

He says. “We’ll be sure to stop by.” Maddie says, suddenly appearing beside me. She gives the man a quick once-over and then faces me, her eyebrows high on her forehead. Like she’s impressed with what she’s seeing. “Maddie, where were you?” I say facing her. She acts like no one has spoken. “I’m Madame Dubois. It’s nice to meet a fellow restaurateur. I love meeting people in the hospitality industry.” She says with a smile.

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I say again this time pushing the rod further into it till it comes out the other side. I hear a hallow scream and I watch the fartello before me begin to discharge horribly smelling fluid. Echoes of cries are hear around the room. Not from the kids but from the creature before me. I watch the disgusting sight of this fartello turn into liquid. Slowly It vanishes and is transformed into a puddle of dark blood with two dark eye balls on it. "Those cries belong to girls he has molested in the past. You liberated many by doing this. I am proud of you. " Madre says as she places a hand on my shoulder.

However, she cannot take seeing how Harriet humiliate them. “How dare you do this to mom?” Madell said while wearing her clothes. When she exited her room, the maid saw her and tried to stop Madell. “Miss Madell!” Cris called, blocking Madell’s way. Madell stopped and looked at the brave maid who halted. Cris looked at Madell from head to toe. The young lady of the Fabroa is wearing an expensive red dress with fur coat and sunglasses. It is obvious that Madell will go out, which is against the words of the chairman.

She smiles warmly. Mrs. Adair has short blonde hair loosely curled to her shoulders. The contrast of her blonde hair and dark brown eyes makes her stand out from the usual blonde hair and blue eyes combination. Compared to my 5ft 5inch petite frame she is tall, not as tall as Mr. Adair, but probably three to four inches shorter than him. She's dressed from head to toe in Chanel and you can smell the sweet perfume all over the room. I notice the exquisite red A necklace that hangs from her neck, and the color compliments her skin so well.

“Then don’t take me to rich houses with fat old men, señora. Give me something better.” “Oh, I will,” the madame hissed, her eyes narrowing. “You want better? Fine. There is one man. He pays more than all my clients combined. But no one lasts with him. Not one maid. They all quit screaming after a day. They say he is… cold. Inhuman.” Francesa snorted. “So what? I can handle cold. I can handle anything.” The madame gave her a sharp look in the rearview. “You and your mouth… One day it’ll ruin you.” Then her painted lips twisted into a smirk. “But maybe it’ll save you tonight.”

She nodded again and left, closing the door behind her. Mason sighed and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes. Madam Charlotte was meeting with NewGRL549 today and after his encounter with Lisa this morning he was more than eager to move forward with the liaison. He just hoped Madam Charlotte approved her. The woman who entered the room exuded sex and had an indisputable air of authority. She wore a red skirt suit which fit her like it was tailored specifically for her. The pencil-straight skirt hit her knee and the jacket was nipped in at the waist with a single button. She wore nothing under the jacket, save a gold chain with a diamond pendant that nestled between her breasts. Her ha

Without even bothering to get to know who I am first, she's already insinuating that I might be one of the sluts fucking with the jerk next to her. “Forgive me darling,” she chirps to me and flashes her teeth in a wide smile as she springs up on a kneeling position on the sofa, stretching forth her hand to me. Tiny tattoos of black flowers and star constellations are scattered beautifully from her wrist all the way up to her arm. “I am Madison, but you can call me Maddie,” she introduces herself. Her facial expression crunches into a slight scowl of disapproval as she scrutinizes my outfit with her winter blue eyes, “I bet you have a smexy body hidden right underneath all that, right?”

Sergei too. And I don’t trust either of them not to challenge me. Madelaine isn’t just Billy’s daughter anymore. She’s mine. And the world will burn before I let anything happen to her. We will be safe in the cabin. Just the two of us. The Mad Doctor and his new obsession. My queen. My beautiful Snow White. It’s been less than twenty-four hours, but I don’t care about anything else anymore. She’s all that matters. I waited long enough until they finished talking, then it was time for us to leave.

His massive frame shifted, and his red Alpha eyes flashed with a deadly light for a split second in the dim corner. “Listen to the girl, human,” my grandfather said, his rough voice booming against the gold framed mirrors. “She does not want your human modesty. She has the Winslow teeth. Give her something she can kill in.” Madame Vivienne nodded frantically, her knees literally knocking together under her long skirt. She turned quickly toward the back of the salon. “Check in the back vault, bring out the red forbidden silk now.”