Pampered By All Novels & Stories

With that in mind, the fact that her mother was willing to put her own feelings aside for her happiness… “…Thank you, Mom… You’re the best mother in the world!” Chuckling in response, Yasmin patted her head while saying, “Silly child… That isn’t even the gift I was talking about… Here, this is the real gift. A Cornelia Spa VIP card. This premium wellness spa only provides beauty treatment for those with great status, and to date, only fifty-nine Darlsbury women have access to it. You will be the sixtieth.”

“You need to serve your husband first, can’t you see that I am lonely?” “But…” “I was thinking of letting you buy that brown car that….” He didn’t get to finish as Encha had already sealed his lips with his. Keaton smiled as he saw this, it was just easy to coax his wife into doing anything. All he had to do was reveal his pampering side and all will be well. What can he do, after all this is his pampered devious consort and he will not get tired of her?

“Her foodie tendencies are quite similar to Nat’s.” Bennett shook his head. “The daughter I had with Nat would never be this stupid.” “How do you know she’s stupid?” Old Master Tate smiled. “In my opinion, she’s not stupid. She’s just naive because she’s never witnessed the cruelty of the real world.” Then, he sighed and said, “It seems that this girl has been shielded ever since she was a child.” “Her adoptive parents took good care of her, and Elijah Moses… has also spoiled her.”

She knocked gently, no response. She pushed the door open and entered, through to her instinct, he was there, laying peacefully on his bed. Kimberly's arms unconsciously wrapped around her body as she watched him in admiration. He was shirtless, with only his pajamas pants covering from his waistline downwards. He's tattooed chest bare to her hungry eyes, his muscular arms wrapped around his body so innocently, his pinky heart shaped lips pouted beautifully. Kimberly lost track of time, she stood glued to the spot drooling over the perfect man on the bed right before her eyes.

He admired the vast land sorrounding the manor, the garden work beautifully done. "One day you'll be Alpha, until then you won't understand." "I understand, Father. I just hope I won't sight any, I'll puke." He said and walked away. As Pamala stood at the door with her hands clutching the envelope with her life, her heart beating frantically, she almost couldn't believe what she saw. An omega she was, all her life the word followed where Pamala went, she'd grown accustomed to it but yet it didn't make it any better, being considered as the least members of the pack wasn't nice, to be looked down on, to be bullied, to be trampled on. Inferior to everyone, she could never get used to it, she n

“You came.” Daya said surprisingly as I walked into the dining room. The table was so scanty that I could count how many there was. Two minus me and Daya. “Aren't there like sixteen people in the house?” “Most of the guards prefer to eat outside and most of the maids eat in their rooms. It's only me, little axel and Gloria.” I looked at the two little toddlers surprisingly. “Why? Are those kids yours?” Daya cheeks turned pink and she blinked shyly. “No way! I'm still a virgin waiting on my special someone.”

Speaking of this, Natalie smiled embarrassedly at him and said, "Senior Brother Quinton, I know I'm making things difficult for you. But just take it that I'm willful. Just pamper me again!" Pamper? It was rare to hear such words from her mouth. At that time, Arthur's mood was complicated beyond words. It turned out that in her eyes, he had always pampered her. Even he had never realized this. However, no matter whether it was in the past or now, even if he had completely changed his feelings for her, he had not changed his urge to 'pamper' her.

For the first time since his power awakened— Marcus looked frightened. Not of enemies. Not of battles. Of himself. Pamela immediately moved beside him. Taking his hand. The gesture softened the atmosphere instantly. She smiled. Bright. Warm. Proud. Honestly? Ridiculously proud. "I'm happy for you." Marcus blinked. "What?" Pamela squeezed his hand. "You spent years feeling less than." The words landed heavily. The room fell silent. Because she wasn't wrong. Marcus had always compared himself to Sol. The monarch.

"Pamper me." The tremendous and future Alpha had a weakness. One he could never resist. And that was the sad puppy look. I knew how to use it well, so it was still very efficient. He gently stroked my hair with that expression of resignation, knowing that I had won this battle. His mouth twisted. He seemed to be thinking of something. He was so handsome, and I was a mess. In my defense, no one looked good being sick. "If you eat something, whatever is healthy, I promise to pamper you the rest of the day."

"You're annoying and really crazy." I heard her but I chose to ignore her and she got the message because she went back to doing her job. I might not be a princess again but I had to enjoy the feeling of being spoiled sometimes, it just feels good and I don't think there's a feeling greater than being pampered by loved ones.