Madame Red Novels & Stories

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

The one who seemed older, maybe in her forties, stepped away from the others to face her fully. “I’m afraid Madam didn’t ask us to cook such. She is vegetarian, and we also have a table we follow.” Her hands were placed in front of her legs. They were dressed in ugly brown gowns that looked like some junior high wears. Valeria thought as she rolled her eyes. “I am the Madam now. I carry the heir to all these.” She informed, rubbing her stomach as she swayed her head and straightened her shoulders. The three ladies exchanged glances. Still not moving.

"Who gave you permission to leave your room, whore!" Turning towards the sound, I stare at what I can only assume is the madame of this establishment. She is fat and ugly with an obvious wig on that is the color of red. Her clothes are of the upper-class Roman style, with luxurious fabrics also in the color red. The woman painted her face white with red circles on her cheeks in an attempt to hide her age. It didn't work. The mistress looks like a clown. Fighting to keep my composure and prevent my bursting laughter at the comedic sight, I glance back up to the face of Braxius.

Vino asked Madison who nodded just as the door opened and Camille walked in. She was putting on a red bare back mini gown which fell below her knee and it was really tight that Madison wondered how she was able to walk in it. Her lips were painted in red. She cat walked into the office and went over to hug Vino who smiled at her. “You can go now, Miss Brooke” Vino said dismissing Madison who wouldn't stop glaring at Camille. She felt disgusted at her. She hoped the boss wouldn't be so clueless as to marry a harlot as Camille.

The Great Madame is coming! All persons was suddenly busy, everyone was no exception with Mr. Kusuma. Time is running out, four hours of our time to make sure everything is okay. Moreover, Great Madam is allergic to dust. Luckily the security guard had arrived in the afternoon, so there were two security guards, Pak Maman and Bik Inah. I gather them first to divide the task. Pak Maman downstairs and roof top, Bik Inah upstairs especially the Madame's room, the security guard outside the house including the garden. I was in charge of the kitchen, preparing to welcome the great Madam including rechecking all their works.

Then he snuck another glance at the seductive woman. "Hey!" Angeline said unhappily when she realized who Darryl was looking at. "Are you even listening to me? Why do you keep staring at that old seductress?" Her face was filled with disdain. 'Seductress?' Darryl thought with shock. "Haven't you heard of the infamous Madame Pandora? There's no man she cannot seduce," Angeline said with pouting lips.

"Let's just say I've been on the case since it appeared three years ago." "Who are you?" "Alice Von Rozen," I watch as the color on Megan's face turns pale as a ghost once I give her my name. "The Mistress of Pandora Castle, the granddaughter of the Grand Duke, Cornelius Von Rozen, the war hero. Your Alice Von Rozen - the Red Witch." I pull on a smirk. "In the flesh." "So you're not Pendleton's assistant, figured." Megan scoffs and then asks. "What happened to the geezer?" Wondering how I disgust myself as a guest under Herman Pendleton.

He teases madam. "It's your decision if you gave all your money, Sirs, "Madam replied emphatically. "Your sexy lady has been alluring and so demanding and we can't refuse them."Another man said. "Come on Sir, take your most comfortable place at once, "Madam instructed as Rudolf's team complied. They're all watching the women dance on stage while Rudolf prays for strength that God will not allow him to be tempted in Jesus' mighty name. Rhoda is also praying at home for all the husband and his companions who were invited by madam to visit her Night pub.

Sara's breathing went rapid and I squeezed her hand to assure her. "We shouldn't be here. This place is dangerous." Ignoring Sara, we followed Madame up the creaky, broken stairs. A naked female in a red G-string walked past us, swaying her hips. Madame led us to a hall where females of all shapes and sizes lay almost naked on narrow beds chatting idly while others were preparing for the night. "Where's Olivia?" Madame announced and all eyes fell on us. The hall grew completely silent. Some stared at us from head to foot with envy while others were attempting not to stare. They must think we're here to steal their clients.

“That.” She wished he did not let her see that though. She wished she did not saw how Daemon easily transformed in front of the woman he has always loved. Maddy Johnson walked inside the exhibit with her arm clipped on the man beside her. The woman is a sight to behold. A breathtaking one in her red body-hugging cocktail dress.