Master Lis Pampered Wife Novels & Stories

“You think I believe you? I thought you're happy with Mara?!” My forehead furrowed. Why did his dad mention my name? “Yes dad. We just celebrated our first monthsary yesterday.” He looks tired from explaining. “Then why is your mistress work here?!” My eyes widen. Mistress? Maru has a mistress?! Who is she? “Dad, Jana is not my mistress!” He said angrily. His father smirks. “Really? Then why is she here? If she is not your mistress why can’t you guys leave each other?! You think I didn’t know that until now you are seeing each other?!”

The glow of my phone screen illuminated my pale face. In a private group chat called The Domestication Project, the group admin, who went by the alias "The Tamer", was busy sharing her latest results. "The test subject was emotionally stable today. Looks like switching his medication worked. His reactions are getting slower. Ladies, remember this. If you want to destroy a man, you have to break him down mentally first. Make him believe he's such a worthless loser that no one but you could ever love him."

"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

he drew in a sharp breath as he sat on his rolling chair and started tapping the pen on the table. The movement calmed his mind a little, "You will be my wife and once you are under my rule, once you have my surname with you, you will surrender to me like a slave to it's master. You will be welcomed into hell, the hell I will design just. For. You. Mrs. Knight!" He pulled out his phone and ordered his whore to come and release his frustration. It didn't take her much time, the girl was just a phone call away. Liam's eyes travelled through her silky body, she was wearing a pink babydoll.

“My wife is not moving in with another man.” Lucas, who had been silently watching the exchange, let out a low chuckle. “Wife?” He turned to Damion, an amused smirk playing on his lips. “So, you are married.” Damion’s jaw clenched. “Yes,” he said simply. “Carmela is my wife.” Lucas’s eyes flickered to Carmela, waiting for confirmation. But instead of answering, she simply pouted her lips and turned away, walking toward the car without another word.

The extent he's willing to go to, the lengths he’s willing to go, the depths he’ll dive. Is he really capable of this? Of selling me like a commodity? His own wife? Our marriage might be a sham but no one other than the two of us knows that. So how can he offer his wife to this old fool? How can he pimp me out to this creep like I'm some prostitute? “It's true,” Vesper replies and proceeds to unbutton his shirt after taking off his tie. “I don't think you know your husband as much as you think you do, sweetheart. Liam Everhart values success above everything else.”

The Perfect Cóck Sucker. (1) Yesterday, Lisa had been a suburban wife and mom who drove a minivan. She was in a somewhat boring but secure and monogamous marriage. Today, she was naked, on her knees, and surrounded by cocks. Lisa was 32 years old and had an angelic face. Her long dark curls cascaded to the middle of her back. She was five-foot-four and weighed no more than 125 pounds. She had a tiny waist and big bóóbs. Despite the size of her bouncy tîts, her hourglass figure had even more sand at the bottom. Lisa could affectionately be referred to as a PAWG—Phat Ass White Girl.

Lisa smiled and muttered a Thank you before walking to the direction of the room She entered the room to see Liam who rested on the sofa and closed his eyes She smiled and closed the door quietly She walked over quietly and sat on the table in front of him She couldn't help analyzing his face "Eyelashes is long then mine Lips are redder than mine Even face is more good looking than mine Tsk tsk, how are you look better than your girlfriend" Lisa muttered as she made to stand up But how could the person sitting on the sofa let her go Before she knew it she was already in his arms "You...!!!" Liam chuckled as he held her properly :"It seems like my wife is dissatisfied with my face"

And besides he said I can go home after all this, I don't know how long it would take but I feel myself sit up properly and force out a smile. And in the most determined way ever I breathe out my words carefully… "I, Scarlett Monica Hathaway, promise to be nothing but everything to you, and if it is a loving wife you ask for, then a loving wife, I shall be…" Liam's lips gently curve into another one of his rebellious but charming smiles, and he quietly laughs at my words. Okay? Now where did the fierce Liam go? "You're funny," He says. I say nothing in return as he watches me.

I inquired, my eyes welling up with tears. "Is this why you abandoned me and the babies in Texas? Is this some sort of prank?" In a high pitched voice, she inquired. When I heard the word "babies," my stomach tightened. Was he married or not? This had to be a joke, I reasoned. "Pamela, this is my wife Bianca, and Bianca, this is my boss, Pamela," he said to the lady. Boss? I questioned him as I stared at him. Then I burst out laughing. I approached Liam and slapped him in the face.