Message From The Mistress Novels & Stories

the smirk on her face sent shivers down my spine. The other slaves looked at me in pity, they knew all their works combined cannot be measured to one night with the Alpha. I sank into self-pity, when will I be free of all these? I thought for more than the hundredth time. “He is here?” “ Where?” “ We are almost done,” “Right, take him there as planned.” “Good, yes, that's good,” the mistress said out loud without anyone talking to her which means someone is sending her a mental message, and my best guess is–

I begged him to give me a chance and he told me that the only way he could give me a chance was if I could last a session with a mistress. I did the research and even then I was not prepared for what was in store. He took me to this beautiful house and introduced me to his lady friend, her name was Mistress p, at the time I didn't know what the P stood for. He told me that he was going to leave me with her and that he would pick me up the following day. Mistress P was a goddess of seduction, from the moment I laid eyes on her, I was already hypnotized.

"Okay, Mommy!" The night arrived, Nerissa received a message from Mateo that he'll be go home late already because of the sudden meeting with one of the investors from abroad, and she got that opportunity to stitch her lies again in Amara's mind about Isabella. In Amara's room, Nerissa closed the door and walked towards Amara who's coloring some books. She softly touched Amara's hair and started, "Baby...Do you still wanna know who's the woman earlier?" Amara's attention immediately snapped up from her coloring and turn her head to look at her mother.

I hope you felt the emotions, the pain, and the happiness that came with their love story. Meaning of the Story: The Mistress is more than just a tale of betrayal and love — it is a story of forgiveness, redemption, and second chances. It shows that even when love is tested by lies, pride, and mistakes, true love will always find its way back. Lorain’s strength reminds us that pain can turn into power, and that forgiveness is not a sign of weakness but of courage. In the end, the story teaches that real happiness comes when we choose to let go of the past, forgive, and love again — not because everything is perfect, but because love deserves another chance. ❤️

Hissing, Lena averted her gaze. A light rap on her cheek. "Do not act as though you did not see me," the mistress angrily commanded. "I get to concentrate on something and not bring up old grievances with you." Shaking her head, she turned to face the mistress. “Greetings, Mistress.” Mistress Evelyn gave a whiff. “I can smell his scent—it's lingering around you, and you think it's something to be happy about? You must think that I'm a fool and that my title as his Mistress is irrelevant huh?”

“Tell me you’ll become my mistress, Rosalie. The rest, we’ll figure out later.” She looks into my eyes, and for a moment, I see a hint of longing in her gaze, but disdain drowns it out. “Yes,” she tells me, her voice soft, defeated. “Help me find my grandmother, and I’ll do it. I'll give myself to you, I'll become your mistress.” Relief unlike anything I’ve ever felt before rushes through me, and I smirk. Before I can even utter another word, my phone starts to buzz. I pick it up and read the messages Christopher sent me before looking back at my soon-to-be mistress, my heart finally at ease.

“Just as you wish for it.” The Mistress smile that is equally threatening and hiding something that she prefers to keep like a souvenir. With the grand clock ticking and finally to its very last seconds. A bit of a change from the past are corrected. Now presenting it in the way that is better than before and too perfect to be told to be a fault. Then. “Here I thought that you wouldn’t came.” “Tsk! I’ve been thinking about it and I realize that I couldn’t miss this for the world and books.”

“I am here to deliver a message, my noble steed makes the journey faster and easier for me. I come in peace, at least personally. My message however is subject to your interpretation! Now, remember not to shoot the messenger! Here we go! Argh! The mistress demands that what is hers be returned to her in a fortnight or you would be facing the consequences of not heeding her warning. Many have tried to defile and have paid dearly so this is a fair warning. What do I say to the mistress?” The rider said to me and I stared him down. He began to fidget in his seat.

A crooked smile curled on his lips — cold and menacing. “You think I’m a fool?” His voice was icy as he yanked her upright. His fingers gripped her chin harshly, forcing her face up. “Who sent you here?” Nadine shook her head quickly. “No one, Sir,” she sobbed. A hard slap landed across her cheek. Nadine stumbled, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Her vision spun, her ears rang. When she nearly collapsed, Justine grabbed her arm and struck her again — harder than before.

It was deserted there and maybe Gladwin had left again or she hadn't come back yet. Lucy gave a tissue to Lilyana who was still crying. "Let me get you a drink." The woman then got up from her chair, she headed to the kitchen and got a glass of water for her best friend. "Lucy." Lilyana said, still sobbing. "Yes, Lily?" "Do you believe that Ed has been cheating on me?" Lucy who heard the question could only remain silent. She didn't know what to say while Ed Shane's mistress was the girl she had hired.