Message From The Mistress Novels & Stories

Derrick asked out of nowhere. ‘What?!’ I was stunned speechless by his question. "Uh, I’ll think about it later, Derrick," I replied dismissively. Derrick smiled to himself, probably imagining his promotion. 'Dream on, Derrick.' I checked Carrie’s message. It turned out that the money from the house had been stolen by Lorraine’s husband and his mistress. No wonder she had been scowling. 'Maybe karma does exist. They’re finally feeling the pain of betrayal themselves.' "Here’s your tea," Lorraine suddenly appeared with a cup of hot tea.

That word from him seemed to drop like a bomb and sent the room into chaos. Briannna charged forward, grabbed his arm, and questioned him. "And you claim that she isn't your side chick, Spencer? Will you continue denying now that things have come to this?" Her eyes were reddened, and she looked as though she was trying her best to put on a strong front despite having been wronged. "Between me and her, there can only be one. You must make your choice today!" Her friends backed her up, saying, "That's right! You might be the CEO of a large corporation, but that doesn't mean that you can have a mistress!"

Not wanting to lose, her stepmother again threw a scathing sentence by saying, "Oh! Did you make an appointment with the rich businessman who made you the mistress?" The pair of amber eyes widened, she almost choked on her drink, she's quite shocked and surprised at the same time how her stepmother knew about her scandal in the club. Does she have a spy at the club to keep an eye on her? She looked up to see Soon Hee's face who now showing a sly grin. This old woman must have deliberately provoked her into making a mess. Naomi sighed lazily then grabbed her cellphone on the table, she was more interested in texting Enrico a message than having to serve this provocation from her stepmother an

They were passing the gazebo when both passed hearing voices, Voice 1: "Didn't he want to kick the young Mistress out on the very first day?" Voice 2: "Yeah, but he didn't right? It started because of the little master." Voice 3: "But whatever you say, I like this young Mistress. She is so polite and kind to us all, unlike that woman! Little master's real mother, who appeared three years ago, remember?"

Once this curse is gone, the first thing I’ll do is kill this disgusting goblin and burn this house to the ground. A soft moan came from the shadows. The woman in chains was stirring awake. ​"She's awake!" Krug squealed, his eyes wide with excitement. "Can Krug play with her, Master?" ​"Go ahead," I said, waving my hand dismissively. "But first, send the ravens to our spy. Give him my message." ​"What is the message, Master?" ​I looked out into the darkness, my heart turning to stone. "Tell him to bring me the Lunar whore. Failure is not an option or else, his mate and unborn child dies." ​

asked the other maid. "Yes, Neo went there as a waiter yesterday. He told me that our master has a mistress, who was with him all night." The other two maids who accompanied Ursula inside the closet were looking at each other's faces. Meanwhile, Ursula listened to them, forgetting about pair of shoes that she was going try on. No expression whatsoever appeared on her face. She stood morosely staring at the gossiping girls, keen to listen to the entire story from their ignorant mouths "That can't be true, I saw our master here last night; he had a fight with madam."

Soon, she'd be the only person Lord Darius would answer to, and. "I forgot to ask you this question the night before when you came to my chambers..." The mistress began, pausing before asking again, “Why are you doing this? Why do you want to get rid of that bitch?" Madeline's throat suddenly dried up, and she became uncomfortable as her mouth dropped open in surprise. She could feel every lady in the room's gaze on her, and she wanted to curse at the mistress, but she couldn't. “I… I…” She stammered, unsure of what to say or how to begin.

"A ruthless womanizer, buying love and discarding hearts like trash. Did our moments together mean nothing?" "My wealth, not my heart, was what you sought," I countered, my voice unwavering despite the turmoil within. Jessica's face contorted in rage and despair. "You're a monster!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the room as she stormed out, leaving shattered emotions in her wake. As I sank into my plush leather chair, exhaling deeply, I felt relieved. Another mistress gone. I'd grown accustomed to this familiar cycle. I always made my situation crystal clear: a fiancée, waiting patiently on the island, and I wouldn't commit. Yet, they'd eagerly accept, enticed by the promise of lux

Annabel replied from the ground, as she tried to get on her feet and wait for her next order from the mistress. My mistress, you bare the fairest of them all. I know it, already. But for your reply, I won’t make you starve this night. You are lucky. Now depart from my sight before I lose my lunch. She said as Annabel nodded and bowed before leaving her chambers. Okay, Ambrosia. This is your perfect chance to wrap the prince around your finger. She said to herself in the mirror as a knock on the door was heard. Who is it? She yelled from the mirror as the voice said,

Mistress Kay stood there with a smaller girl, the perpetual scowl adorning her face so early. “Where are the panties you stole from her?” I blinked, confused for a moment. “I'm sorry, what?” I looked from face to face, hoping this was some kind of joke. Unfortunately, however, jokes were a rarity in this place. “Don't play dumb with me, you stupid cunt!” The mistress's harsh voice jolted me. “Someone saw you take them.” “No..” I slowly shook my head as I climbed out of the bed. “It wasn't me. I didn't—”