Mistress Novels & Stories

Mia said firmly. "Mia can you calm down? I know you are mad at me just take your anger on me and let the restaurant be. Why are you so pist? I know that you can afford twenty dresses of this dress on you and that money is not a big deal to you so why are you causing a scene? Or maybe you can't get over the fact that although you are Jansen's Legal wife, he fell for me. You keep calling me a mistress. You are crazed that although I am the mistress and you're the legal wife, Jansen likes me and did not care about you who is his legal wife." Juliet said in a fit of rage.

Three years after my husband, Lucien Vance, put me on a household spending card linked to his account, he hired Camilla Bennett to manage his money. From then on, every dollar I spent needed her approval. "Nine dollars for a cab? The bus costs one dollar." Denied. "An air conditioner for your mom? She's gone without one for decades. What's changed?" Denied. Lucien watched me fume and said, "Camilla knows what she's doing. She's helping us save money. You know I can't stand gold diggers." Then Lucien's mother, Nora Vance, landed in the ICU with severe pneumonia. She needed a ventilator, antibiotics, and continuous hemofiltration. The bill came to $30,000. Camilla denied it again. My hands s

Out of all seventy-two mistresses, not many women had hundreds of millions of dollars worth of assets. Elanor Stanton was the one who had control of most of the assets, so she was usually excluded from the rest of the mistresses. If it were not for Jeff Bauer having such a big ego, the mistresses would have started ridiculing Elanor for cucking Jeff at this point. Elanor shuddered as soon as she realized what Audrey Lopez was actually doing. She instinctively shook her head when she said, “Don’t misunderstand me, Young Master Bauer.

Crisp, formal, the voice of someone accustomed to delivering unpleasant information without inflection. "Ms. Voss. My name is Carolyn Deeds. I represent Elena Santa. My client has asked me to inform you that she will be filing a claim against the Skyfall estate on the grounds of a contractual promise made to her in the original Santa-Voss marriage agreement — a promise she believes entitles her to a significant portion of company assets and succession rights." A pause. "Ms. Santa intends to file by end of week. I thought you should have advance notice." The line went quiet, waiting.

Indeed, the importance of a mother can't be overemphasized. Thinking about it through the other angle, I imagined how much I'd have to pass through, if I decide to be his mistress. He was so arrogant and dominant, everyone knows that. He isn't someone you fiddled with. Not at all. I knew his dominance was something I hated so much. His ruthlessness… That's obviously the reason why I have to make this tough decision. I can only wonder what it would be like being his fully fledged possession.

“I mean… yes! All these years, that's what I've been trying to do but you never once looked my way.” “If you want to be mine then you have to go through some tests.” I nodded, “What tests? I would do anything Zaria. Just please give me a chance.” “Fine. Just be loyal to my Mistress.” “Mistress?” I said, at loss of words. Just who the hell was her mistress? Did she mean the Alpha? “The reason I am working so hard after I just got out of war is this. My Mistress.” “Your Mistress?” I said quietly and she nodded, “It's true.”

Soon I felt him breathing normally and caressing my scalp. " You're not getting it. Whether you treat me like a mistress or not doesn't matters. Because I'm one. A woman who sleeps with a man without love, a relationship, or before marriage is addressed as a Mistress. On top of that, I get paid for my service every time. Isn't it? " I said and he went stilled. He cursed under his breath and took hold of my chin. " Then tell me what do you want me to do? Should I marry you because of that! " he snapped at me making me cry more. I wept like a baby burying my face in the sheet.

Ruth's face was back to being rigid and she was fuming like an old coal train. "But is he not supposed to be able to satisfy you properly? What with his big...mhm mhm... Cock? " Christine said coyly. "Yes! But in my case that is the opposite! He is not rough with it! He does not give it to me the way I need him to! He puts it into me so slowly and that is not what I want!" Ruth spoke to Christine, her voice heavy with pain and frustration and her face painted with it. "I need him to be rough with it! To treat me like I'm his slave and he is my master! I want him to dominate me completely but I get nothing like that from him! Sex with him is boring as fuck!" Ruth lamented on top of her lungs.

"Martin, thank you for looking out for me. I promise I'll work really hard! I know my abilities aren't quite there yet, but I'm willing to roll up my sleeves and start from the bottom, slowly improving myself!" But who could have known that her idea of "rolling up her sleeves" literally meant getting into bed with Martin. Soon enough, rumors were flying all over the hospital about their affair. "Martin, thank you so much for looking out for me. I promise I'll work really hard. I know I'm still lacking in skill, but I'm willing to roll up my sleeves and work hard. I'll take it slow and build myself up the right way." Turns out, when she said "work hard," she meant working hard in bed with Mar

“Tresia, listen. We don’t know everything. I wish we did. It might make whatever’s coming easier to handle. I’ll tell you what we do know, so bare with me. First of all, everything you were taught about the last Veil Mistress is a lie. Well, except the six mates. That part is true. The Elders at the time became threatened by her and her men. The reason she’s only referred to as Mistress is because her name was stricken from all records. Your six’s parents were told her men's names by Dreamwalkers. Each of us are named after her men.”