Masquerade Couple Novels & Stories

A handwritten note was tucked inside, Reggie’s script again. A chance to dress up. Escape. Be whoever we want for one night. Dominic’s one of my oldest business partners. He is discreet and understands privacy. I thought… maybe we could go together. You and me. Cassie looked up at him, pulse kicking. “A masquerade?” He nodded. “It is a safe high-society. The masks mean no names, no faces unless you want them seen. I know it’s a different world, my world and it might be overwhelming but I want you there with me, not as arm candy. As my girlfriend.”

When I got to my feet, I looked around and noticed a lot of people entering there. "Come with me," Cassius said and held out his arm. I held on to him and we started walking. No one could see our faces because of the masks we were wearing. It was a masquerade ball so everyone in attendance wore a mask. "Be observant around, listen carefully to what I have to say," I heard Maximus's voice in my earpiece. My partner is Cassius and we both pretend to be a couple. As we entered the entrance guards were looking at our invitation card.

Amara spoke as soon as he left, her cheeks flushing red from embarrassment as the other ladies stared at her with pity in their eyes. I looked away, my eyes following my husband as he chatted with another lady in a corner. I knew her. She recently launched her second company. Fun fact; my husband was behind the funding, as she was one of his many mistresses. Of course, my husband just had to be a serial cheat even with all his other existing flaws. I sighed, adjusting the mask on my face as it was a masquerade party. One of Vincent's biggest stakeholders and a thriving politician turned 45 and he threw a ball. Of course, Vincent had to drag me out with him to flaunt my pretty face.

I signed because I knew she will be signing a contract of my own. She's been really open with me. The walls are slowly coming down. Perhaps if I have longer than a month I will be able to fix her and our contracts won't hold any meaning allowing us to be a family even if it's in secret. "What's so special about tonight?" "There's a masquerade party. It should be fun." That's not what I wanted to say. She wore her feather mask and I put on a plain black one. It's the perfect party because we can pretend to be married and not be seen by the public.

“Darius, the ‘Gilded Cage’ isn’t just an exclusive club for the wealthy. It’s the Wolfe family’s private counting house, the place where all their secrets and ledgers converge. Everyone in that room tonight is either firmly on the payroll or owns a significant piece of the debt that keeps the entire operation afloat. If they recognize us before we reach the sub-levels…” “They won’t,” Darius said with quiet certainty, stepping fully into the room and closing the distance between us. He did not reach out to touch me, yet the heat radiating from his body was enough to make the delicate silk of my dress cling more tightly to my skin, as though the fabric itself responded to his presence. He held

Amelia was truly going to great lengths to secure his love. The guests, caught between surprise and envy, kept their eyes fixed on the dancing couple at the center of the floor. No one noticed the arrival of a man clad in a vivid purple suit and a clown mask. Suddenly, his figure leaped into everyone's sight, gracefully moving onto the dance floor and heading straight for the couple. The clown mask concealed his face, keeping his identity shrouded. Yet, his flawless build and striking presence were impossible to overlook, rivaling Lucas’ magnetism with ease.

Tomorrow was supposed to be my engagement party with my fiance, Jason Miller. To surprise him, I flew back a day earlier after spending three long years studying abroad in London. The moment my plane landed, I called him. But he just laughed and casually dropped a bombshell. He had lost a high-stakes poker game, and he had just wagered me off to his friend as a free maid for a month. Before I could even speak, my phone lit up with a notification. He had added me to his wealthy inner-circle group chat. The title was vicious. [Congrats to Marcus on his new ugly maid!] Jason dropped a photo of me, from before I left the country, into the chat. In the picture, my skin was broken out,

“No problem. It’s good to see you smile. Much better than you moping around the house all day long. The way you’re stuck to the house, you’ll be growing mushrooms soon.” He takes a look at the grandfather clock tucked in the corner of the living room and jumps up excitedly. “We have to go, or we’ll be late for the masquerade party.” The masquerade party is an annual event where members of different packs come together to mingle around in hopes of meeting new friends and finding their mates. Basically, it’s like an open blind date where you can hook up with anyone you fancy at the party. In all my twenty years of life, I have never once attended the party but Ares has. He attends it every sin

That night, a couple checked in wearing the same outfit they wore at the masquerade ball and booked a room there. Once the door was closed, both Matteo and Delina removed their mask and were passionately making out. He removed her clothes entirely before removing his own and then pushed her on the bed, still kissing her while passionately worshipping her with every breath he took. “As I expected, you are majestic.” He planted trails of little kisses all over her body. Meanwhile, as she was wrapping her arms around him, a part of her wondered if what she was doing at the moment would ruin her life.

He bowed and ushered them in. In his mind he mocked them gravely. Who were they kidding with "the future Mrs. Hills"? The woman that had come in alongside the overbearing man was in every way his favorite. If this one got the title she would probably taint it, after all, he had seen her movies. The family of three – mother, son and fiancee – were so tacky with their mask removal. They hadn't put it on once. The theme of the event was "masquerade ball", and yet they kept their faces completely bare like attention seekers.