Novel & Cerita Master Lis Pampered Wife

“Isn’t it because of all the makeup and cosmetic surgeries? I don’t believe she’s that beautiful at all.” “She thinks she is beyond incredible just because she has the title ‘Parker',” another woman laughed, fanning herself with a fan made of peacock feathers. She tilted her chin towards a spot where Liam and Melisa stood, and her lips curled into a mocking smile. “She can’t even keep her husband in check, yet she had the nerve to hit Ms. Brown this morning. No wonder Liam doesn’t show off his wife. She’s just a savage.”

Alfred cleared his throat. "I mean, what I said was true." He clarified as he lowered his voice. It seemed that he realized that he shouted earlier. "Let's forget about it and just enjoy the night," Marga uttered. "Let's sing again." Karen excitedly got the microphone from the other table. Then, they started singing again. I was listening to them as I silently ate the finger foods on the table when Marga approached me. "Where did you meet your husband? He's so handsome, huh? We just saw him now. We're not aware that our President has a charming bodyguard." She whispered in my ear as she secretly glanced at Alfred.

He was truly a despicable person. Smack! Suddenly, his cheek burned with pain. A slap had landed, leaving the imprint of five fingers on his face. Old Master Sterling pointed at him, shouting: "Look at what you’ve done! You were by Catherine’s side all this time, and yet you didn’t tell the family she was pregnant. And now, my grandchild is dead. Do you see that?" After scolding him, Old Master Sterling clutched his chest, breathing heavily. Mrs. Sterling and Juliet quickly helped him sit down. Although Juliet’s expression remained worried, inside she was gritting her teeth in anger.

His face was a mask of disbelief. "B-Bruce... aren't you a real estate tycoon worth millions? You're... you're a kept man?" Linda snapped her head toward him. Her beady, triangular eyes locked onto Jake, and she let out a cold laugh. "Him? A tycoon? The Mercedes he drove here today is registered in my name, you moron. You pathetic cuckold pimp—spending my money to buy your wife handbags. You proud of yourself?" The sugar daddy Jake had groveled to—the "whale" he'd humiliated his own wife to please—was nothing but a broke loser living off his wife's allowance.

Anderson pursed his lips and said emphatically. “I don’t care what you think but she’s my soon-to-be wife.” “Arranged wife. You should be ashamed,” Martin said, upset. Anderson could propose to any woman and they’d readily accept but he rather chose to steal someone else’s woman. Anderson on the other hand, didn’t feel even a slight form of remorse. “I have nothing to be ashamed of. I want her and that is that,” he said coldly. Martin tried to figure out what happened to his best friend in his absence.

He slowly approached the lady and asked patiently, “What could be the beautiful girl doing here in the middle of this cold midnight? Little girls like you should be sleeping right at this time.” The lady bobbed her head. “I was about to sleep, but you are so noisy here,” she frankly replied. His body tensed. How come the lady heard it? The thunderous firearms were prohibited to use so all of their actions must only be heard within a ten perimeter radius. If that’s true, she must have come inside the CR’s base. Their list didn’t include a lady in her teens though. She must be the CR’s hidden card! “Oi, brother. Stop accusing me in your mind. If you don’t wrap up what you are doing here immedi

“All right. I’m listening.” Pamela drew a steadying breath. “Long ago, I worked for the Morettis—Alicia and Maurice.” “I already know that,” Leo said evenly. “Then you know what kind of woman Alicia is,” Pamela replied. “She couldn’t bear children. She’s barren.” Leo’s brows rose. “What are you talking about? Valentina is her daughter.” Pamela met his eyes. “Yes—but I gave her Valentina.” Leo let out a short, incredulous laugh. “You can’t be serious.”

My Boss’s wife is standing here practically naked in his office, dripping for my cock like a desperate slut. “You really came,” I growled, stepping up close so I could smell the sweet musk of her wet cunt already mixing with her perfume. “Your husband’s out of town and you show up here dressed like a cheap whore ready to get bent over his desk. You want this badly, don’t you Victoria?” She bit her lip and reached down to rub her pussy through the soaked lace, her fingers making wet little sounds as she spread her legs a bit wider. “God yes I want it, Liam. I’ve been fingering my married cunt every night thinking about your young thick cock splitting me open.”

Amber doesn't seem to see my pain, she's grumpy. “It is because you are my daughter that I give you this opportunity. Although Marcus Johansen is a bad guy, he is a billionaire and the CEO of Citus. With your rubbish drawings, you won't be able to meet a man like that no matter how hard you work. Ernesta, this is what you owed Eulalia, it's only natural that you pay it now." “I owe Eulalia? What do I owe her? From childhood to adulthood, she was superior to me in everything, even the only cookie in the box you give her. What do I owe her?"

Pamela said, "That's supposed to be my cock." "I'm sorry, honey." Dominic was on his back now, his penis pointing upwards at the sky. His wife, Emily's Mom, knelt over him, holding his pulsing penis tight in her fist. Her tiny breasts trembling. Her nipples looked almost sharp. Pamela looked her daughter down, like dominating a puppy. Then she climbed on top of her husband as casually as if they were in their marriage bed. She pushed him onto his back and in one thrust jammed his cock into her pussy. They both groaned as they made contact.