Mistress To The Billionaire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Let me see her picture. I’ll show my son today. He’s already tired of that other mistress.” Mistress? “I’m kind of happy though,” she continued. “His old mistress was just a maid, and thinking about my son sleeping with a maid pisses me off.” A different voice chimed in. “Don’t worry, this Delilah is single, gorgeous, focused on her career, and I’m sure she’s got a good womb.”

, he helped me to take my clothes off and gave me my pyjamas to wear, then he gave me a kiss on my forehead and left. Oh what a caring man! I see myself lucky every single time. Tell me why I will end up with someone I never asked for. I always get more than what I ask for even when I don't want it. I am the wife to the richest billionaire in the city I came from, now I am the mistress to the most respected my in the city I ran to. I am fortunate and destined to be with men of prestige wherever I go. This is an opportunity that a lot of women out there are dying for, but I get mine without lifting a finger. They can literally fight themselves for me. What an honor!

Thalia couldn't think of any other reason to she'd go to the hospital. Outside, she hailed a cab. Instructing the driver to take her to her favorite restaurant. Having a meal there would cost her a pretty penny but she deserved a treat. During the last two weeks, she had convinced herself that being another person wasn't all bad. At least she got to experience new things. As the Ashcroft heiress, she'd never worried about money. If she wanted something, she got it. But as Natalia, she had to spend her money carefully. If she ran out, she'd end up on the street.

I had obviously interrupted something. He probably brought one of his mistresses over. I swallowed the large lump threatening to strangle me, “It shouldn’t be a surprise because I am well aware the order came from this household. An abuse of power” Charles took the seat close to me. His eyes never left mine as he leaned back in the chair. “That job wasn’t beneficial to you or this family in any way, dear. Don’t act like we didn’t do you a huge favour.” I gritted my teeth to stop myself from pointing out the obvious flash of red hair and a hardly clad woman walking out from the mansion, with reckless abandon. Tears burned at the back of my eyes at the level of adultery my mom had to contend w

She was wearing a blue gown and nude makeup which accentuated her beauty. "Ten Million dollars, are you ready?" Miller's husky voice sank deep into my system. My gaze left the young lady's sight to that of my best friend. "What for?" I asked, seems I was missing out on something. "Lure the lady in dating you for a week, and get a compensation of ten million dollars." Miller raised an eyebrow, his lips full of smirks. I don't know what game he was trying to play, but I was going to beat him on this. After all, I was hot, classic, and handsome. I was literally every woman's dream. I mean, who wouldn't want to date a billionaire?

He only sighed and forged ahead, "I am not just a driver, but an undercover billionaire. I run all my businesses in France, and I only cane here when my aunt showed me a picture of you she found on the internet. It was you, not Kassie Aaron, I know the difference so well. I have been searching for you, so the moment my aunt showed me the picture, I instantly knew it was fate's way of bringing us back together…" "You must be reading some fucked up books…" I said in response, looking him over in pity. He just smiled and took out his phone. A small phone, the sane one he had while we were together. A billionaire, really?

Xavier did not know her at all. If he did know then he would know that she would settle for the promise of something far simpler and less expensive like a whole uninterrupted day with him. A whole 24 hours with no work no phone calls no emails nothing but him and her talking teasing getting to know one another and making love She looked down twirling her glass between her hands. Maybe the high life was what wealthy men expected they are mistresses to demand. Mistress. What was this thing? Was that what displaying or a fair whatever you called it made her? A rich man's mistress?

She thought “Yes a maid,but your job wouldn’t take much and you’ll get to live in his mansion with him, the pay is 6000$ per month Sandra said over the phone” “6000 what?,Emily Exclaimed. “Who would pay that amount just to hire a maid?. “Why would he want to pay that much”?. “Are you sure it’s only the job?”, “Are there hidden agendas?“ She kept asking millions of questions. She couldn’t believe her ears,$6000 is a lot of money,someone opting to pay to hire a maid sounds unrealistic to her. “It seems you don’t know who my boss is and how rich he is,he’s a billionaire,grasp this opportunity now. I’ll text you the criteria and the date of the interview”, Sandra said and ended the call almost i

"Shasta doesn't understand that, being even newer to the Dominance business than you." "She's not scarred now. Looks quite lovely in fact." "That's a story I can tell. William Thornhill paid for her plastic surgery, Mistress." "Thornhill, the multi-billionaire ,Thornhill." "The very same, Mistress." "Oh, I will have to hear this story. Could I make a news story out of this?"

"This is genuinely unbelievable! If I become your mistress, then what? You don't even know me!" Zoe said. "You should've thought about it twice before sexually harassing me at the club!" "We both know that was a mistake," Zoe continued to argue. "No one is going to believe that! Girl molests a young billionaire at the club! Billionaire arrests young girl for sexually harassing him at the club because she is owing to several debts and needs a job. There are several ways the headline could go, but none of these hungry journalists will pick your story of mistakenly touching my dick over mine!"