Novel & Cerita Pampered By All

⸻ The ballroom shimmered under golden chandeliers, each crystal dangling like a captured star. The sound of polite laughter and whispered gossip swirled around the space, a carefully orchestrated symphony of wealth and influence. Damien moved through it as if the room itself had been built around him. Every step was deliberate, every gesture measured, every smile precise. To the untrained eye, he was perfection incarnate: the Alpha, untouchable, magnetic, and commanding.

“I think I can survive being pampered… as long as you’re there.” She grinned. “Deal. But first, breakfast victory. Then spa domination.”

Their fans were not allowed to attend the event, so they had all nestled on social media. “Our beloved idol is the ambassador of XXX…” “My dear baby is the only girl who is loved by all the luxury brands.” Anne’s fans were exceptionally arrogant. They had all grown to be pompous, as opposed to when they were all lying low a few weeks ago. “Anne is such an extraordinary princess. She’s enjoying endorsements from five high-end brands and they were the ones who sent the gifts to her themselves.” “I heard that Mitchell Corporation has a share of Paragon Mall as well.”

It included private tours of nearby cultural landmarks, gourmet dining experiences curated by renowned chefs, and access to a private beach reserved solely for the hotel's esteemed guests. Liam and Rose sat on the plush sofa, taking in the magnificence of their surroundings. It was hard to believe that they were here, in this lavish sanctuary, reserved exclusively for business partners, their wives, and assistants. They felt a profound appreciation for the unique opportunity that had been bestowed upon them. With a smile on his face, Liam turned to Rose and said, "We've worked so hard for this, and now we get to experience the rewards. Let's make the most of every moment."

said Axelina. "In this world, nothing is free, Axelina. I indeed give money for your mother's treatment. Do you know what my reason is? I only have one reason, which is to be able to enjoy your beautiful body that every man who looks at you with a hungry gaze can enjoy. Like this time, I like you without wearing single clothes. It is clear how beautiful your body can satisfy my great desire," said Amar with a smile staring at Axelina's innocent body in front of him right now.

Amelia's eyes sparkled as she joined the group, her designer dress and statement heels drawing admiring glances. As she mingled with her peers, Amelia's confidence grew. She was the host's daughter, after all, and she knew she was the center of attention. She chatted effortlessly with the others, discussing everything from fashion to music to their shared love of luxury travel. It was a world of privilege and entitlement, but Amelia was born to it, and she reveled in its splendor.

One of them said and she started dishing out my food onto a plate. The other two ladies kept themselves busy with romancing my body- from my head, chest and even going further downward. “Arg..,” I couldn't help but moan. I felt like I was in paradise. Maybe coming here isn't that bad after all. I was being given the treatment of a king as the lady started spoon-feeding me while the other ladies kept doing what they were doing. It seemed like the normal routine as Damian also was being spoon-fed and romanced by his own ladies companions.

Spent from the ride, they both slept off. In their classically decorated, neutral-themed bedroom, Pamela and Kennedy Churchill sat in silence. The bond between them was strong, a connection built on years of shared experiences and unwavering support. The room exuded an air of opulence, with its tastefully arranged furnishings and subtle elegance. Pamela's fingers intertwined with Kennedy's, their hands a comforting anchor in a moment of turmoil. She spoke softly, her voice filled with emotion. "I shouldn't have been so rude to her," Pamela admitted, her gaze focused on their intertwined hands. The room's soft lighting cast a warm, soothing glow, creating a haven of tranquillity within.

Ida’s estate gate keeper had forewarned her of Pam’s arrival so she was already waiting for her at the door. The soft music that was religiously piped into each room filtered past Ida through the open doorway and into the night. It gave the scene an artificial feel. Then, almost everything about Ida was artificial. She had artificial nails, artificial hair color, an artificial face lift, artificial breast implants and, most definitely an artificial personality. The only thing that Pam could think of that was real about her mother was her very real love of money. And why not? How else could she maintain such an artificial lifestyle?

Her delicate features and alluring charm effortlessly embodied the term "breathtaking." "Samantha, you're even more beautiful in person than on screen! Your elegance is truly mesmerizing," gushed another attendee. Compliments poured in like a tide, each one more lavish than the last. Samantha basked in the adulation, her pride evident as she slightly tilted her chin and flashed a confident smile. "Thank you for your kind words. It's an honor to have your appreciation," she replied graciously. To Samantha, being Alexander's companion at such a prestigious event was a clear signal of his interest in her.