Mrs Nice Novels & Stories

Everything about Iris had intrigued me that night and I had only stopped for a drink about a very annoying day, I actually never did stuff like this—-one night stand they weren't for me. “Hello Honey. You okay?” I hummed hearing the voice of one of the most beautiful women in my life, my mother, Mrs Jessica Knight. She was the epitome of beauty with her natural long blonde hair and even after almost 50 years of living, she didn't look even thirty.

The room buzzed with animated conversations and laughter, the guests enjoying the extravagant hospitality of their wealthy host. Among the crowd, Mrs. Robert moved gracefully through the room, her radiant smile never faltering as she greeted her guests with charm and grace. Dressed in a stunning designer gown that shimmered in the light, she exuded an air of sophistication and elegance that captivated all who laid eyes on her.

They had their backs to each other, they were talking to Martha, the cook. I cleared my throat to get his attention. The three of them turned to me. The first thing I noticed was how pretty Mrs. Carson was, she was maybe twenty-two or twenty-three years old. Her hair was blonde, her complexion was white as snow, and her face was fine. Now I understand why Romario had married her. If Nicky were to look at her, I'm sure he would like it too or it would only attract his attention, but he would never tell me and would try to convince himself that the only one he has to like is me.

Just then, a name appeared in her senses and she smiled. Natalie. She quickly winded up and went to Dixon villa. … “Good evening, Madam.” “Wow! She is too gorgeous.” “How beautiful she is!” “Look at her floral gown.” “Oh my god! How pretty she is!” “Mr Dixon is very lucky.” “Wow… Sexy…” “Look at her perfect body shapes.” “Oh, her cleavage.”

She felt a silent gratitude towards Nicole for not prying into the matter of her silver strands after their brief conversation. Nicole remained silent, observing Scarlett with growing amazement. The more she observed this girl, the more she found herself taken aback. Scarlett’s etiquette and demeanor were impeccable, as though she were designed for royalty. Beauty and elegance radiated from her, unquestionably embodying the delicacy expected of a Luna.

Ferguson! [I knew it! Not everyone wants to repeat the past. Mr. Ferguson is excellent, but he doesn’t match our President Nicole!] [Nicole is so pretty! Please make your debut! I’ve already pre-ordered the jewelry. It’s too beautiful!] [Nicole’s outfit is simply amazing! Mere mortals like us won’t be able to pull this off so perfectly!] ......

Jane did not know how to react, so all she could do was to fake a smile. After that, he had no business with them, so he dismissed them. Richie sighed and went back to the room, where he saw her. Elaine, stark naked. ******** Mystro stared at Nancy, who stripped herself in front of him with her beautiful shape and figure appeasing the clients but he wasn't any interested in her, he looked disgusted. Nancy was moving waist to her neck, boobs, stomach, and hips to the rhythm of the music. She was a really good stripper with a beautiful and admirable shape, any client won't possibly be able to resist her charming and beautiful figure.

he stated firmly before abruptly leaving the room. Exactly one hour later, Mrs. Kate arrived, her steps echoing softly on the polished marble floor. She was a woman in her 60s, with silver strands of hair gracefully framing her face. Her piercing blue eyes held a wisdom that only time could bring, and a few gentle wrinkles etched beneath them. As she looked at me, a warm smile formed on her lips, radiating kindness.

I interjected and just like last time, the smile on her face disappeared as she saw me pop out beside Gavin. "Good morning, Ma'am. How can I be of help?" She asked me getting back to her serious professional self like she wasn't trying to flirt with Gavin just a minute ago. "Hmm. Is there a Nancy Mandino living in our building?" Gavin asked curiously. I can even tell that he's putting on the charm to butter her up, and I hate to admit it but it's getting on my nerve. "Oh. I'm not quite sure, Sir, but I'm not familiar with anyone with that name that resides in the building." She replied, maintaining her monotone way of talking.

Kathrine wondering why she's so nice to me "Why are you nice to me, I've done nothing to deserve this kindness from you" "Come on, you're like a daughter to me, I will do anything for you, consider me as the mom you see for now" "Thank you so much, Mrs. Kathrine" "It's nothing come on, change into this let's leave this place, it's getting late" "Okay…." I said and took the nylon from her, I opened the bag and was surprised to see a beautiful-looking gown