Master Lis Pampered Wife Romane & Geschichten

Pamela looks me up and down, clicking her tongue in disapproval. "Look at how thin you've become after a few days at the Vitos! Is your husband not treating you well? He has lots of money but he can't feed you? What a waste!" She swings her ladle angrily as she speaks, her short brown curls bouncing. If I'm not careful, I might be in for another spanking. "Is he treating you well? If he isn't, tell me. I'll go over there and beat his ass. I don't care if he's some head of the Mafia or what. I only care that you, Killian and Jeanne are happy and healthy."

Came the drawl of Alpha Lyndon of Redclaw pack, eyeing him with subtle amusement. “Where’s your wife? Shouldn’t she be at your side during the competition for Alpha King?” Damian didn’t miss the beat. “ She isn’t worth the title” he said casually, sipping his wine.“ She is a thief who betrayed her pack.” Gasps rippled across the hall like a wave. Marisa’s father stiffened, while Marisa herself clenched her fists. A Luna from Silverfang pack leaned forward. Whispering loudly enough for the room to hear.

The lady kicked her hard several times, screaming as she lashed out, "Carmen Adams, was it? You're a popular rising actress, right? The wife of the young master of the Stephenson Family, right? You slutty little c*nt! How dare you seduce my husband?! How dare you!" Upon hearing those words, everybody seemed shocked. It turns out that the mistress is the popular rising actress, Carmen Adams! The wife of the young master of the Stephenson Family! She is the noble daughter of the Adams Family and the wife of the young master of the Stephenson Family! Why would she sleep with an old, married man over 50 years old when she has such a good family background and an excellent husband?! How can she s

Gosh, he's really a brute,who does he think he is? I thought as I paced to and fro in my room. Just then,the door opened revealing his wife Pamela, daughter of the senator. "Hi" she said, looking round the bedroom sarcastically. "Hi" I voiced out....with a croaked voice. I didn't know what she wanted or if she knew I was her husband's mistress. Gosh when did my life become a soap opera. "So you're what,a worker,call girl?" She asked looking into my eyes as.....anger flashed through it.

“Not long. I didn’t meet Dad at home.” Maria sighed. “Mmm. That girl—you said she’s Damien’s wife. Did you say she’s an orphan?” Mason nodded. Maria hesitated before shaking her head. “No, it’s nothing.” But the name her husband had called that day… she had met a woman once when she was pregnant. Was this just a coincidence? “Please send a decline letter to the elite women’s meeting on my behalf,” Maria said before lying down to relax. Mason nodded, then stood up and walked to his father’s study. As he entered, he moved to the desk and reached for the laptop—only for his eyes to land on a file labeled “Jane.”

Husband and wife in name only. He seemed to sense the shift in my mood. "You okay?" "Just tired," I said, forcing a smile. "It's been a long week." "It has," he said, his gaze intense. "But it's not over yet." Before I could ask what he meant, the maids assembled in the living room like he had ordered earlier. They bowed their heads in respect. "This is Bianca, my wife and your new mistress," Damian announced, a note of pride in his voice. "You will treat her with the utmost respect. Whatever she asks, you will do. Understood?"

"I... I mean, you're overthinking, miss." "Haha, you're right. But I won't be surprised if my husband's mistress did this to me in the hospital while I was sedated." "Is she really that cruel?" Mari meekly asked. For her, no one was crueler than Lila. She was unbeatable and could wear the crown of the concerned title eternally. “You sound like you know someone who is worse than my husband's mistress!” Jasmine smirked.

"Your eminence, I write to you in peace. I did not know of Brent Pack's crime against you and did not partake in it. Sadly, the entire east had to suffer the consequence. My wife gave herself up as a tribute to save my pack, my life and my fated. I do not write to make demands but to plead with you. She is the most precious possession in my life; now that she is with you, I am empty and alone. I love my wife dearly, and I plead with you to go easy on her. I know I dare not ask you to return her, but I plead with you to care for her. Our last few months together weren't good because I found my fated. Tamia has suffered enough. I do not know if it is too much to ask, but please take care of he

“God you are so beautiful. I think I fell in love with you through Fiana or something. When you got on line that night I wanted, more than anything, to talk to you. Not Fiana, but you. I wanted to get to know you. I hungered to get to know you. So, I offered the free lesson; hoping that maybe, just maybe, you would be interested. As luck would have it... well... Okay, anyway, you know the rest.” “I need a drink or something,” Pam said as she held her throat for emphasis. “When we came here that night, I had no intention of doing anything, really. It just happened. I mean, who would have thought you would even want to? But... anyway... remember when you asked me if I lived alone? I answered..

Damien screamed in pain and sat down with his hands between his legs. Damien forgot his anger and just started roaming in pain. Seeing his condition, Natalie's anger calmed down after so long. Natalie washed her hands thoroughly and then looked at Damion and said, "Your thoughts are completely wrong about me. I am not a village girl, I was a village girl. Now my identity is Mrs. Center. The wife of the owner of Center Group and Corporation and you are the person who lives comfortably on my husband's money like a worm in the sewer.