Master Lis Pampered Wife Novels & Stories

“I might become bored eventually and decide to just reach out and catch you.” Natalia was already running up the stairs and he ran after her. Then she slipped away and ran down, hoping to get to the front door before he could get her. “It is cute that you think that you would be able to get away from me, little woman.” The masked man said, still moving with long, heavy strides. “But even with my walking, you are still far too slow. That was a very good plan you had, but you are not agile enough to execute such a fragile plan. You have small hands, I have seen them in the news with your husband. Tell me, does he treat you well?”

both waiter and waitress exchanged the looks and said "sure mam we will do whatever you say" Mrs. William said "mix this liquid in the drinks of two people I'm gonna show later send them to the pent house" both waiter and waitress nodded their head Mrs. Willaim gave the liquid they both went off assistant asked "mam will our plan succeed" they both heard a voice "it will" it's none other than liam Mrs. William became embarrassed liam said "he'll never change if this thing doesn't happen so I will support you and I can help you in making salomi alone"

Lisa's father says, looking at Moni with a sharp gaze. Then he drags Lisa out of the hospital roughly. "Ingrate! How dare she embarrass me by getting pregnant without a husband! How many times have I told her not to be friends with a whore like that woman! But she never listens to me!" says Lisa's father angrily. Hearing her father disparaging Moni, Lisa cannot accept it. Moni is not a whore; Moni is very kind. As evidenced by Moni being the only one who has always been there for her, even when Lisa was starving in the middle of the night because all the food was hidden by her stepmother, and Lisa had no money to buy food outside, and it was Moni who bought food for her.

Damien who didn't accept her at the first place was actually warn her not to cross her boundaries and keep her place as it should be - Damien's wife. Damien hates betrayal and disgusting people. He warned her clearly and perfectly that never tried to get closer to his family. He was right. Pamela clenches her jaw. She knows it was a boring night but she was indeed sleeping with their golden son for the night - with no protection or any precautions action. "As you wish!" She takes the money, her lips curled into an evil grin. She doesn't want to marry a cripple at the first place. She hated to see herself standing next to Damien who has an unworldly gorgeous appearance. But he wasn't suitable

A mistress is trying to stand up for another mistress. "I've never said that I'm an honorable person, and please don't pretend like you're noble in front of me. I've seen enough disgusting things, but I've never seen a mistress who was kept in the dark standing up for someone else. Ms. Pearson, you've impressed me, but you have to know your capabilities if you're going to stand up for someone else. Instead of coming to me and embarrassing yourself, why don't you do your homework and come up with a plan to seduce Jackson?"

Madam Lenny raised her head and smiled, "This is the company. If someone hears you calling me 'Mother', they might make an issue out of it." "I'm so angry. Waverly still behaves as if she's the wife of the President. I was going to teach her a lesson, but she fought back. She's just a low-level assistant. There's no way she's going to become the President's wife in this lifetime again," Yasmine said angrily. Madam Lenny poured a cup of tea and passed it to Yasmine, "Have a drink first." Yasmine took the cup of tea from her pitifully. As she drank it, Madam Lenny put on some soothing music and flipped through a book.

I couldn't let that happen. So I did it. I dialed the number, the one I knew by heart. Luis. It rang once. Twice. He picked up immediately. His voice was calm but laced with frustration, like a man walking a tightrope with fire underneath. “I’ve been waiting for your call, blackmailer,” he said. “So, what is it now?” A part of me wanted to laugh. Not out of amusement, but pain. He had no idea it was me, his wife. His so-called love, The one who wore his ring.

That I'd had no other option. But those were lies. All of it was lies designed to protect me from the reality that I murdered my wife to save my mistress. I don't know who you were, Bianca. I lived with you for four years and I never bothered to learn your dreams, your fears, what made you laugh when you weren't just being polite. I reduced you to a function in my life, and when you stopped fulfilling that function, I considered you expendable. You deserved so much better. You deserved a husband who actually loved you, who saw you as a complete person rather than a role. You deserved to be chosen, to be prioritized, to be valued for who you were instead of what you could provide.

Victoria insisted on packing from some luxury Swiss brand. It made the whole place feel more like a glamping suite than a nylon dome pitched on a velvet field. The mattress beneath them was plush, too plush for camping, honestly—and Nathan had already pulled her into his arms like she was the most delicate thing in the world. “You’re staring at me. You have been doing it for the past hour.,” she whispered, brushing her fingers across his chest as his eyes roamed over her face like he was trying to memorize it again. “I’m allowed,” he murmured. “My wife is carrying my child. I have rights.” Rachel groaned playfully, burying her face in his neck. “You’ve been acting like I’m a national tre