Mistress To The Billionaire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Are you sure you're okay, ma'am? I could wait for you until you finish your business here. Taxis are not frequent in this place. You look really unwell, ma'am." "Do you know me?" "Sorry... I actually saw you in the news. You are the billionaire's fiancee, right? It must still be hard to move. Do you really need to come here yourself?" I don't know if there is a concern in his voice or if he's simply putting his nose in someone else's business. I appreciate the thought, but I am fine. I can handle myself. This much is nothing. I paid the taxi driver a generous amount. He had asked me again, but I just told him the same answer all over again. He had no choice but to drive away, leaving me alo

Crying wasn't going to solve anything. Checking around she only saw a cheque of five billion dollars and a note vividly explaining how tight and good she was in bed got her all flared up, the person had written that note like she was nothing but a dirty whore who should be grateful for a generous tip. Paying her off for a night stand was bad but making her look like a slut was the least she could contain with, that son of bas**rd should be lucky they never met gave to face and also for the fact she had no idea who he was or she would have taunted him to death and told him how much of a fool he was, the nerve of that b**ch.

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.

Someone at the side continued, “Who doesn’t know that she also snatched CEO from her elder sister’s hands by becoming a mistress back then?” “Exactly,” another person said. “Although Claire is one too… other people have the right to say that, but this Madam doesn’t. Be it with taking shortcuts or seducing other people’s husbands, she is way more vicious than Claire.” “Hah, at least Claire still has a job of her own,” the person beside them said. “When she became a mistress back then, before she married CEO, she did not even have a job of her own. She came to live off of her elder sister. Even her living expenses were given to her by her elder sister.”

She nodded her head, her hands clasped at the back of her spine. “ What sort of a deal?” “ Become my mistress officially, you will get all the luxurious you dream of, get to keep the penthouse, the diamonds will keep coming .” “ No, I ain’t sleeping with you" she screamed. “ isn’t fresh snow in summer doing her job. “ I wish she was. “ What she is doing and isn’t doing is non of your business. I won’t sleep with you .. don’t worry. I just want you to strip and dance for me while I masturbate. You don’t have to do much darling. “ she looked distant.

All the more because of our shenanigans. “Well, come on. Tell us.” Aiden urged. “Where and when did you meet? Who is she?” “That’s the important question.” Miles commented. “I mean, just one look at her, you could tell she’s loaded.” She’s more than loaded. The woman’s a billionaire and a mafia boss at that. I said in my mind.

Knock! "Come in." Mulan answered, and a burly man stood by the door looking very intimidating and scary. "You’re lucky, you know,” he added casually. “Not everyone gets an offer like this from a first time client. Five thousand for a night? That’s crazy." Five thousand dollars? I blinked hard in shock at the outrageous amount. That could begin my mom's treatment, that would buy me time to figure the rest. "Just go through the back lounge," he continued, pressing a master key card into my palm. "The VIP suite is on the third floor, the first room no 168..." With that, he left.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

Emma, My best friend. The woman who had ruined my life. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My chest squeezed so tightly I thought I might collapse. Memories crashed over me like waves, each one sharper than the last. Her laughter in my home. Her hand on his arm. The betrayal in my husband’s eyes when he left with her. The nights I cried myself to sleep, clutching Luke’s baby blanket, wondering what I had done wrong to deserve such devastation. And now, here she was. Sitting beside me as if we were strangers waiting for the same bus.

Vivienne smiled mischievously, "It's too late already. He's dating Roxanne." The other girls shouted in unison, "No!!" They looked at each other and asked, "So, you were into him?" Vivienne laughed, "Come on, you guys. Stop daydreaming. Let's move into the chalet!" Indira pouted, "But he's so rich and handsome..." Sue added, "And he smells so good!" Cleo joked, "Maybe we can be his mistresses." Vivienne playfully rolled her eyes, "You guys are impossible. Let's focus on moving into our new home."