Mistress Del Rio Novels & Stories

Everyone has. Why is this mistress slapping this slave? Not her business. She told herself solidly as she started walking away from the aggravating scene. She hates mistresses so much because of Mistress Donna, but that wouldn't make her take it out on other mistresses. "My princess?" Delva's voice came from behind her. "Yes, Delva?" She swiveled her head to the side to see her personal maid staring at the mistress and the slave. "Isn't that Princess Lyra?" Delva asked.

“Please pick up the folders, Ms. Escobar.” I bent down. My hands trembled as I picked up the folders and put them on his table. There was a long silence between us. Lifting my face to look at him, I saw him watching me intensely like I was some movie that piqued his curiosity. “You’re too young. Did you enjoy being my father’s mistress?” he asked with a blatant tone. I felt dismayed at his accusation. He was no different from the people in this school. “You ruined my family.”

She said, "I''m just annoyed that Lord Storm isn't treating her the way she should be treated, She isn't in a cold dungeon but a nice room and even a room in Lord Storm's resident mansion, She eats nice meals, Bath and even have a servant ?" The last mistress walked in and added to Mira's insults scornfully. "She's Diane the last mistress, She killed the her Co mistress who was favoured by lord storm !" Vera quickly whispered inaudibly to Valerie's ear from where she hid so closely at her back.

I gave the detective information that she was the one who paid both the doctor and nanny money to kill off that useless surrogate mother, I didn't stop there as I tampered with the CCTV footage and made it seem like Beatriz was the last person to go in to meet Rachel the night of her murder, though she did make a visit right before Damon but she wasn't the one who stabbed her, I did. I was just sick and tired of seeing that secretary with my man, as if Elizabeth hadn't done worst things to me already by stealing him off before my wedding and now a lowly secretary that is trying to rise to the top now has him tied down... Getting rid of her was the only choice that I had, though now that you'

Some of the waitresses flirted with the customers. Roxanne's eyes scanned the clubhouse for Madam Loo. She soon saw the lady sashaying towards her. Madam Loo wore her silky black hair in spring curls and was wearing a leopard print gown that had slit up to her thighs. The lady was voluptuous and had very bold makeup going on. "Good evening, Madam Loo." Roxanne greeted the lady. Madam Loo looked at her dressing, obviously disgusted by her appearance. "You are right on time, Roxanne. Come I'll take you to go get dressed." Madam Loo led her down to the dressing area. Other girls were getting dressed up.

Dalia stayed looking at Nerissa. "But... you are not really her mother," this words makes Nerissa''s blood run cold. She can feel that she has an emotionless face right now, but her eyes are full of irritation. "Yes, I'm not! But I am more deserving to be her mother! Now, if I were you, stop trying to be on Isabella's side. Don't forget that I am also a Villanueva. Mateo loves me so much and I can easily tell him to replace both you!" she spat the words bitterly, glaring directly at the maids, and finally storm out of the kitchen. When she's already out of their sight, Dalia and Rose looked at each other and says,

A time I wanted to relive, but also a time that had now seemed to be a distant memory. I was lighting candles all over the motel room to set the mood for the night. Room service had already been ordered; two romantically prepared steak dinners over the candlelight. The clock had just struck 5:30, and Stefan was deemed to arrive any moment now. My teal dress hung just below the knee, hiding the distinct coverings of the black laced lingerie underneath. I looked over myself in the bathroom mirror, tidying the minor issues in my makeup and tweaking my lipstick once more. I readjusted the pin in my hair when I heard the swift three knocks on the door, signaling Stefan's arrival.

They even heard from the driver that she was Leonard's woman but their master had not pronounced her as one so most of them didn't believe that, some concluded she was just a fling but a pretty one. "Good evening, you all can go to bed. I will cook tonight." "Master won't allow that Ma'am." "I already informed him." They all stared at her amazed by it as they bowed and left one after the other, since the boss allowed her to cook they were glad they would rest that night. They all wondered what she was going to cook and if it would be good, the last person that had done something like this was Miss Karen and the food was bad, the maids had tasted the leftovers and nearly became sick afterward

"Elena! So all this time, you've been working as a plaything to satisfy the lust of sugar daddies? Who is the bastard that bought you, huh? Answer me!" Beatrice gave Elena no room to breathe. The cunning woman immediately grabbed Elena's hair from behind, forcing the girl's head backward with a violent yank. "Speak up, Elena! Who is the man you were with at the hotel? How much did he pay you for you to become this wealthy and suddenly own luxury clothes?!" Beatrice insulted her, tightening her grip on Elena's hair. She inflicted a torment that made the girl feel as though her scalp was about to be torn off.

"Delia for goodness sake, I came here to be with you tonight so what the hell is all this drama" "All this drama is because I am tired. I'm tired of being understanding... For how long do I have to live in the shadows while you gallivant around with other women? You told me that I only had to wait for a few years and you'd get rid of Margo, but it's been five years already Miguel, and I am still your Mistress"