Mistress Story Novels & Stories

Katya said. Katya was slowly getting her life back. She was seated by the window reading a book. “What are you reading?” Emma asked. “The Perfect Mistress by Angella Blaine,” the girl replied. “It’s about this girl who fell in love with a married man and started wanting him for herself. Why are you back?” That hit close. Emma figured it was a sure sign that she should leave. Alpha Lucius was as good as married. Emma didn’t want to end up being his mistress. She was sure Michelle would do anything in her power to get married to her mate.

I KEEP MY SECRET TO MYSELF NOBODY KNOWS HOW I OPERATE I JUST GIVE ORDERS AND THEY FOLLOW NO QUESTIONS ASKED TO BE HONEST I DIDN'T WANT TO SEE HER IN PAIN CUS IT WAS HER FIRST TIME BUT I NEEDED TO GO HARD ON HER SHE'S TOO SOFT AND TO BE WITH ME SHE NEEDS TO HARDEN HER HEART ❤️ SHE NEEDS TO KNOW THAT THE WORLD I CRUEL MY SWEET BRIDE I WILL MAKE YOU SOO ALONE TO THE EXTENT THAT YOU WILL ONLY NEED ME AND ONLY YARN FOR ME . . COME IN DOCTOR LISA THE MAID SAID,OUR MISTRESS NEEDS YOUR SERVICE SHE'S IN THE MASTERS BEDROOM OK THANK YOU I'LL SEE TO HER MYSELF YOU MAY LEAVE AM SORRY I CAN'T OUR MASTER TOLD US TO STAY TILL D WHOLE PROCEDURE IS DONE AFTER THE MISTRESS TREATMENT WHE SHOULD CLEAN HER PROPE

"A ruthless womanizer, buying love and discarding hearts like trash. Did our moments together mean nothing?" "My wealth, not my heart, was what you sought," I countered, my voice unwavering despite the turmoil within. Jessica's face contorted in rage and despair. "You're a monster!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the room as she stormed out, leaving shattered emotions in her wake. As I sank into my plush leather chair, exhaling deeply, I felt relieved. Another mistress gone. I'd grown accustomed to this familiar cycle. I always made my situation crystal clear: a fiancée, waiting patiently on the island, and I wouldn't commit. Yet, they'd eagerly accept, enticed by the promise of lux

“Brielle, you know that I'd never let Jason get you, right?” Jason? What did he have to do with this? I frowned. But I never saw him that night. Shayla would've been with Jason…but I guess one brother just wasn't enough. “And what about your mistress?” I said, my tone cold and sharp. “Mistress?” He frowned. “Oh, don't play dumb with me, Axel!” I threw my hands in the air. “It's one thing backstabbing me and it's another lying to my face!” “Don't tell me you mean Shayla.” He said the words slowly, like hearing it alone gave him an ear bleed.

She glanced at Layla who was standing at her side. “I can try harder!” “You have been trying hard for the past two days, I fear that you would become exhausted if you tried even harder.” “But–” “And there's this tiny other fact that her stupid mate and his entourages can't be held down anymore, they sure know how to kill, it is even bad that they have stupid Crystabelle with them,” The Mistress said, her lips pulled into a scowl. She waved her hand in Aurora's direction and the chains which had tolled themselves around her wrists and ankles like stubborn vine unlocked themselves and she fell to the ground but she managed to stand on their feet.

It is lyk karma’s dealing wth both wife and husband* *She had been parading as the #1 heiress of the country for the past decade, who knew that she was a bitch who grew up at some rundown orphanage at the darkest downtown. No offense to all normal orphans with all their moral compass function* *Can you believe the mistress’ family were working under her because she was the supposed #1 heiress, I wonder what they would do now that the whole stuff has blown up in their face* *I heard the mistress was harassed at work too…poor girl.*

“Hey, I know you don't want anything to do with me right now baby but for the sake of old times just give me a chance.” “A chance to do what Monalisa??? I am in no mood for your bullshit…I won't say it again, fuck off!!!’ Arsenio yelled. “But baby…” “If he wants you to fuck off, then fuck off!!” I said as I barged into the room. “Who is this bitch….ohhh, I remember you…the mistress or is it, maid???” Monalisa said. “Yes, I am the mistress and who are you??? Or is it, ex wife???” I responded as I smirked.

It was not like that she had not tried to forget her past in those nine months, she did not once but many times but it was not easy, she had spent more than two years as his mistress which was the biggest insult for any woman. Their nasty comments still rang in her ears every night. "Oh God, she has a hot body, Mr. Raichand is very lucky to have such a mistress, she must have tiny holes, good to fuck.” "If I want you for a night, how much will you charge?" "Don't be so highly slut, when you can spread our legs before him then what's the problem with me, I will pay you well, just let me enjoy your holes"

Their fate might be worse than that of the Parisis. ****************************************************************************