Mistress Mika Katana の小説・ストーリー

Coming out of the kitchen, she met Karlina's eyes. Karlina evaluated her from top to bottom. Anger welled up in her heart. She rushed forward directly and raised her hand, preparing to slap Mica. “Bitch. You dare seduce my Venn.” Mica was a miserable child who grew up in an orphanage, so she matured very early. Almost instinctively in defense, she grabbed Karlina's wrist. Karlina struggled twice but was unsuccessful. As a rich lady, how can she be as strong as Mica?

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

Ruth said a sudden bout of excitement taking over her as she pushed Ruth's hands off her phone and shoved a picture of a dark, muscular man in Christine's face. He did look cute but he looked like a thug and that was not a company Christine approved of. He reminded Christine of Michael and she had her suspicions on why he was getting Ruth so excited. Ruth had always said she did not have a type and she liked men who were willing to do bad things, an analogy she always ended with a giggle but at this point, Christine realized that her friend did have a type and that type was Michael. Ruth seemed to be obsessed with him and she did not even want to know why.

Galatrina sighed and smiled at the moon. "Alucard, the executioner. You sure are fast. And Teresa, the death dealer. A warrior that has never been seen to use her demon power to destroy her enemy, and the most powerful one that has ever been created. Even the past generation of warriors could not match up to her combat ability. Truly this is interesting." Galatrina soon continued to walk under the bright full moon. At the peak of the Orasio mountain lies the training ground for warriors partaking in a strict training. One of the trainees that finally be given a rank is Rioka Katanagi. A man in black hood with a grin on his face approaches Rioka.

I squealed. “My Mistress doesn’t need to walk,” he said.

Blood dripped from my hand onto the beige carpet, stark against the pale fabric. "She hit her! The mistress hit the rightful partner!" The two sales associates reacted immediately and rushed over to shield Scarlett. "How could you hit her?!" "Call the police! Call the police right now!" Even the crowd of onlookers became agitated. "So arrogant. A mistress actually dares to hit the fiancée?" "The world really has changed. The shameless ones are always the boldest." "Film her. Expose her!" Countless phones pointed toward me, camera flashes stabbing at my eyes.

In times of war, it only took one moment of letting your guard down for a bullet to end your life. “What are we doing here?” Mika asked. “This is Kira’s mother,” I said as I walked to the woman in a chain. I had let her off the ceiling because I didn’t want her arms to be severed. She needed to be healthy, or I wasn’t going to get information using her. “I won’t say anything!” She yelled when she saw me. “Torture me all you want.” “I know. I am here so you can watch me call Kira and tell her to come and get you. Only, I will kill her. I think she has walked on this Earth longer than is necessary.”

"Of course, Ms. Mikha. Whatever you need." Mikha rose from her chair, her tall, statuesque figure accentuated by her tailored suit. She moved around the desk with predatory grace, her eyes never leaving Ariana's face. "I need you to help me with a... sensitive matter. Something that requires complete submission and obedience."

I responded as I smirked. The smile on her face dropped as Arsenio chuckled. “How dare you talk to me like that?? Who the fuck do you think you are???” Monalisa asked as she glared at me. “I am his mistress but who are you madam??? What is your relationship with him??Let me answer that for you….you are his past and it is best you remain there because that is where you belong. She was about to slap me when I caught her hand and gave her a deadly glare.

Thank the Goddess for Mika, he brought me back to reality. “You know why I am here, Iris. Tell me how to defeat Thane and I will be on my way.” She poked out her bottom lip as if she was sad. “So quick to leave, I thought we could get to know each other a little better.” She walked around me. I felt her eyes travel the length of my body, and I had to fight the urge to look at her. She reached out to stroke my arm with her fingers. “Don’t touch me!” Mika growled out. “Not unless you want your arm taken off. Only my mate touches me like that.” She pulled her hand back but did not seem turned off by it. Being the original witch, I am sure not much scared her anymore.