Mistress Ember の小説・ストーリー

he demanded, his voice sharp. Unease settled in the pit of my stomach as I slowly turned to look. Where my professional résumé should have been displayed in clear text, there was instead a bold red message, each word an accusation screaming across the screen: "I am the mistress who drove my lover's wife to her death. I deserve to die!" Before anyone could remove the damning words, a male student leaped up from the crowd, his face twisted in fury as he pointed at me. "It's her! This slut destroyed my family and forced my mother, the rightful wife, to her death!" he shouted, his voice shaking with emotion. "How can someone like her call herself a philanthropist?"

Emma. Fuck!

*** The kitten was asleep on Benita’s pillow. I had named her Ember...because her fur was dark like charcoal, and because when she purred, she sounded like a crackling fire. She had been with me for two days now, hidden from Morwenna, hidden from the enforcers, hidden from everyone who would take her away. She was illegal but then so mine. “Ember will be fine,” Benita said, watching me hesitate. “I’ll leave my window cracked. She won’t even know we’re gone.”

That I had caused the Hale family to fall apart. While packing my bags, I found my transaction records in Orion’s room. He had checked my financial statements long ago. He had always known that I repaid the Hales using the money from selling Mooncrest Pavilion, not a cent less. He knew it all along. Nevertheless, he pretended not to believe it. Worse still, he knew Mooncrest Pavilion was a place of heartbreak for me, that I would never willingly return. Therefore, behind my back, he quietly bought shares and handed them to Vera, turning Mooncrest Pavilion into a playground for their flirting, purely to satisfy his twisted amusement.

Julian was already dressed immaculately in his expensive suit, having transformed back into the cold, rigid, and untouchable billionaire. Julian approached the bed. He dropped a black unlimited card onto the blanket right in front of Elena. "From this moment on, you will be my mistress. Use that card to pay for your college tuition and to buy whatever you need," he stated flatly, entirely devoid of expression. Elena, still wrapped tightly in the blanket, sat up abruptly. "B-but Julian, last night was just an accident. I can't keep doing this! We cannot continue," she protested, a heavy wave of guilt suddenly creeping over her.

"So, if you want to fix everything, just come with me, and we’ll figure it out." Ethan slowly approached, trapping her between the sofa and his body. The mere closeness to her, being able to admire her beauty, and catching the subtle scent of her perfume was enough to drive Ethan mad and make his heart race endlessly. Ethan’s voice shook with excitement. "Ember, as long as you promise me, I can take care of everything for the orphanage." "So, what you want is for me to be your mistress?" Emerald asked calmly. Ethan swallowed quickly, excitement evident on his face. "Yes, my mistress, my only mistress."

He had other plans. The sound of the door drew me out of my thoughts, only to meet my right-hand maid. “Any problem?” She wore a gorgeous look like she had some good news to give. “My Lady, I found out about the alpha's slave and his beta.” My eyelashes fluttered. I could recall angrily telling her to look into Ember four days ago. “What did you find out?” “Ember grew up in a remote town, but she dated the new alpha’s beta.”

Who knows. “I did not kill your mother, Jessica. And I did not deserve the punishment I got from your father. No matter how much you are grieving, banishing a child should never be your go to. But he was blind, and he listened too much to you and your pathetic brother. Did you tell him about the abuse you two put me through? The living hell I had to endure everyday in his hell house? How his children terrorized someone innocent, just because I was ordered to cover for your lack of magic? No? Well, how about we talk about that, or you can get the hell out of my pack. Liam IS MINE!” Ember roars the last thing, her voice combined with Maddie, and the impact of the words leave no doubt about how

he whispered back longing for her to kiss him but she was luring him into an uncontrollable desire for him as she slowly undressed herself, being left with only her bra and underpants. “Do we have a deal Mathew?” she asked him while she had just lowered her hand into his pants and was about to give him a blowjob. “Yes, whatever you want” he responded looking with so much lust toward her. She then lowered his trousers and pulled out his dick, she placed herself just perfectly with her ass facing his face as she bent it over to suck him, he uncontrollably tore her pants and gently kissed her ass while she did the work on him. Priscilla was quite the devil when she was angry and on a mission. M

STORM I closed the door with a bang as I stepped out. I stopped for a moment in the hallway. I didn’t mean to be so harsh on her. But knowing how manipulative she is in nature, I had to always be on guard. She is beautiful, seductive, and very good at playing men. I felt for her, but I couldn’t afford to show my feelings for her, and I had shown too much already. I hated, myself for the fact that I felt for her. She represented all I hated, deception, manipulation, and theft of decades of hard work. But the pleasure I got with her was epic. I could not rap my head around it, Else portrayed herself to be a better person, less manipulative, and more trust worthy. She too was beautiful, and I e