Mistress Natsumi Novels & Stories

The drive to the main office is a long one. .... "Louis told me that you lost the seal" Mistress Noir says, her gaze unwavering. I lower my gaze as I await her bombshell scolding. Mistress Noir as she is popularly called, is my boss of three centuries. She is a loud red head with claw-like nails that are always painted red. Her lips are colored with black lipstick and have always been that way. Her temper is outrageous. "I apologise. It was not my intention to lose the seal" I say and she slams a palm on the desk. I don't flinch because I've gotten used to this act of hers.

Before she could even make the choice, someone else spoke up. "Who the hell do you think you are to be dictating such terms to members of the Katsuji Clan? Neither of you will be leaving here alive." When both Wang Xu and Katsuji Natsume looked over, they saw that the one who spoke was Katsuji Linxi. As the Second Miss of the Katsuji Clan, it was an affront to her for what Wang Xu had done to her fiance. With those words being said, Natsume now found herself displeased by Linxi's presence on this mission. For now, she would deal with the problem before her and address the issues with her sister later.

It had been a while since I had seen a slave act this way. "Rise," I said, not knowing her name, and she reluctantly got on her feet. I did not miss that she did not want to kneel but had no choice. "Her name is Natasha; isn't she a beauty?" Piotr asked me, and I nodded. Then he looked behind me as if searching for something. "Where is your werewolf mistress?" He asked enthusiastically. "I learned she is the daughter of the man that murdered your father. You are indeed a hard man," he said, and I cleared my throat uncomfortably.

I could wash, I could clean, I could… But then, does he really need a mistress? I blinked my eyes slowly and rested them on him. He was as hot as usual. I didn't want to give it any thought, though. There were some minutes of silence. I savoured the moment to think. 'How can I be his mistress? What the hell?!' Well, I'd do anything, anything in my capacity, to keep mum alive. No matter the costs. I love her so dearly. She and dad are the only things I have and I cherish them with all my heart.

If the master didn't select her, how could she find a good way out as a maid? Ori sighed, her words trailing off. Suddenly, she heard a light cough, and her expression turned alarmed in an instant. She looked up to see a young nobleman dressed in delicate garments and adorned with jade standing before her. She blushed and stepped forward to greet, "Young Master." "Mm, your name is Ori?" Jadeite's expression was gentle as he assessed her. Somehow, Ori's face grew even redder, and she replied in a small voice, "Yes, this servant is Ori, serving by Second Miss Tam's side. Does Young Master have a reason to see her?"

Not when her biggest problem was a broken nail or a bad batch of designer perfume. Leila exhaled loudly, throwing her arms up. “Okay, fine. You’re stubborn as hell, so I won’t argue anymore.” She paused, eyes gleaming with something mischievous. “But—I have a brilliant idea.” Vlada arched her brow. “Oh no.” “Work for me,” Leila blurted out. “Seriously. I need someone I can trust. My maids—ugh—they keep messing with my stuff. One even stole my necklace last month. I’ve been cleaning my own room ever since.”

Fortunately, Sammy greeted them cheerfully because I had zero intention of doing so. "Hey there! How can I help you ladies today?" Samantha merely smiled at Sammy, then turned her focus back to me, flashing her fake smile. “So, it's true that you're working here.” I noticed the other customers' attention drifting toward us. Sammy's eyes widened a bit, probably realizing who I was—her Alpha’s Mistress. I shrugged casually, putting on my well-practiced smile, “Yeah” “I think you are the first mistress of Nicholas that has work” Samantha turned to her companions, “Right?”

“Betrayal” POV Samatha I get back into the routine of work. After work, Amanda and I hang out and let our wolves go for runs. I found out Amanda had an affair with my father, the beta. When my mom, his chosen mate, found out, she wanted her thrown out of the pack. However, she is a cousin of alpha Kyle's father. So he went easy on her. Gave her the option of being thrown out of the pack or taking on the position of head of the kitchen. A pack member needs permission to take on a mistress from the pack alpha. So really, I’m the only one who gives her the time of day. We talk about forming a mistress club. It’s just nice to have a friend again.

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. ❤️

Vivienne had sniffled. "You don't have to sleep with any guy if you aren't ready. Your first time should be special and filled with love. Sex should be special." She had told her sister. But here she was, in her boss's bed, being a mistress. "Fucking Hypocrite!" She cursed. Roxanne got dressed quickly and went down. She met a lady who looked to be well into her fifties. "Good Morning, Miss Roxanne." The lady greeted. Roxanne was surprised that the lady had called her by her name.