Novelas y relatos de Mistress Red

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

He gave her a quick kiss on the shoulder and then said, "That's good. Because I don't like sharing what's mine with other people." "I have one condition. May I?" His eyebrows were almost together. "What condition is that?" "This deal only applies if neither of us has a partner. Even though I'm your woman, I'll still stick to my principles from the start. I never wanted to be a mistress."

I’m a grownup woman. “Interesting.” Nathan is following me. “I hate you. Don’t humiliate me.” “I’m not, it’s just fun to watch you and Arthur play like a secret lover but the truth is you’re not.” I rolled my eyes and manage to escape him. It’s not like I don’t know that. Can’t he just not ruin the fun? I know it’s not fun being a mistress or being the other woman but I’m enjoying my setup with Arthur plus his wife and him are clearly over from the look of it so technically he’s just married in the paper.

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.

“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.”

"Naughty sub." "Where are you taking me on our date?" "Shush, I'm keeping it a secret." "Please?" "Do I need to put on a pair of spiked heels and wave a whip to get a little respect?" "That might work." "Come on, I'm taking you back to your Mistress. Maybe she'll put you in the proper frame of mind before tonight." The day dragged on but finally Mistress helped me prepare. She knew where I was going because she didn't hesitate when picking out my clothes. The deep red dress was casual but classy. It fit like a second skin and then flared slightly below my hips. It was short but not too short.

But Damian knew they weren’t wary or scared of him, rather it was Belle’s name that they were shaken from. “I need to talk to Mistress Evenora.” “Do you really think you could easily speak with our Mistress, Damian?” From behind walked a woman dressed in all red. Her lips were redder than her dress and although she appeared beautiful, her eyes were grave with annoyance as she stared at Damian.

I realized then that if I didn't clarify things today, I would forever be branded a mistress. "You say Harlan is your dad; is your mom named Doris Dewey?" Jennifer laughed arrogantly. "So, you're finally admitting to being the mistress?" "Let's call them both over and settle this once and for all. Then we'll know who the mistress is and who the disgraceful illegitimate daughter is!"

The woman said again, "Nowadays, mistresses who claim other people's husbands as their own are getting more and more ridiculous, the one living next door to me is one too... You little b*tches are really shameless!" Mia just kept quiet. She was fighting with Neil. Why did she suddenly become the heat of the topic for being a mistress? She was his actual wife! The one and only Mrs. Brown! However, she agreed with this woman's point of view. Relying on their appearance to attract men would not last long. When she grows old, she would be like an average woman. She hated those little b*tches who seduced other people's husbands, especially those who wanted to hook up with her Neil. She wanted to

He said, "This is my sister, Sophie Vaughn, and this one…" When he introduced me, his voice faltered. Their gazes both landed on me. I clenched my fists tightly to stop myself from crying. Elias' cold voice slowly said, "She's my sister's friend and a student working at my house. She's basically our maid." My heart completely froze. So after six months together, I was just a maid to him. I was someone he could kiss and sleep with, but never publicly show. I swallowed the bitterness, straightened my back, and forced a smile.