Novel & Cerita Pampered By All

Sharmaine was happy, she touched her father's face: "Father must protect me and mother, then I protect mother. Father, that's the way it is." "Right." "Sharmaine, you are the most beautiful flower, you are also my greatest warrior." The man smiled and kissed Sharmaine's hair. “Dad is the strongest person I know, mom is the gentlest.” “Are you two going to have dinner?” A woman in a black dress appeared, Pandora was as bright as the sun, a beauty that made people love and reflect, can such a beautiful person appear in the world? She walked in the sunlight, her skin glowing like a diamond, her smile as peaceful as the surface of a lake.

I ask Jim smiles and disappears for a moment and returns with a small box. “Here you go my princess” Jim says and my curiosity rises as he hands it to me, and when I open it, I find….. “matching pajamas…….” I say, squealing in excitement The pajamas are adorable, a perfect reflection of Jim's thoughtful gestures. We change into them, and as we lie on the bed, the matching attire becomes a symbol of our unity. Entwined in each other's arms, our fingers naturally find their place, creating an intricate dance of connection. The soft fabric of the pajamas adds to the comfort, and the room is filled with a warmth that goes beyond the physical.

But this is luxury wrapped in silk, dipped in champagne, and handed to me on a silver platter. Scott is playing with the massage chair, testing every setting like a kid on Christmas morning. Tomas, ever composed, reading something on his tablet, pretending like he’s not secretly enjoying the five-star treatment. And Damien? Damien is lounging like a king, sipping whiskey in a glass that was probably hand-blown in some exclusive European workshop. “I could get used to this,” I say with a sigh, stretching my legs on the reclining seat. “You should get used to it,” Damien says, swirling his drink. “This is your life now.”

I felt like my pain was washing away the remnants of all the bad emotions and leaving me refreshed. The maids took great care of me while pampering me with gentle shoulder massages, scented oils, making me feel like a true princess. Their kindness and attentiveness was quite overwhelming and strange to me yet I felt humbled by their care. After all, how could I refuse that luxury and protocol when I could abuse it.

She had not heard of any wife being teased like this. "Am I not pampering you enough?" Chris asked, still smiling. "How have you pampered me?" Paige asked. "I bought you a car and a house, let you swipe the credit card freely, defended you from those who bullied you, and cared about your food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. Isn't that pampering?" Chris asked, amused. If all that did not count as pampering, then he really did not know what did. Paige could not argue with that. The way Chris put it, he did seem to pamper her quite a bit.

My mama pressed, grabbing me firmly by the elbow, not caring if she hurt me in the slightest. "Don't make a scene Miranda, there are eyes everywhere." Papa cautioned, his gaze fixed on all the guests who openly casted their glance towards us. *Clink* "Friends and Guests, I thank you for making out the time to grace this dinner party with your presence. So here is a toast, to a room full of noble people such as yourselves." Ace announced at the top of the main stairs, holding a glass of wine to the air.

Since he wasted her mood, she was going to waste his money until he cried blood. The sales persons were in even more awe when they heard Olivia. When did this spoiled rich brat arrive in their town? They could not wait to be at her beck and call. “This way miss. We have a VVIP exclusive room for someone like you. In there, you don’t have to squeeze in with the rest of the customers as you enjoy our top-notch services.” The leading salesperson said. “Okay, lead the way please,” Olivia said with a shrug. Heh, being famous and having people run around to serve you was not as bad as she thought. Although that was the thought that was running through her mind, she knew, however, deep down, she wi

Finally, Sebastian caved and answered, "Your mom said she is going to pamper me." "That's what Uncle Kingston was laughing about?" The little princess asked suspiciously, as though she was questioning what exactly was funny about that. "Mm-hm." Being the smart little girl she was, Aino asked, "Is pampering the same thing as giving rewards?" "Yes, little princess." Kingston finally managed to recover. "Your daddy did well today at the party, so your mommy is going to reward him."

I stepped leisurely, gazing at the colorful lights throughout the park. "Did you rent this amusement park?" I asked Alfred as I got near him. I wondered how we were able to spend our date here. Alfred crossed his arms as his lips curled into a grin. "Do you think I have the money? I just borrowed it from a friend." My eyes dilated in amazement. "Even the owner of this amusement park is your friend? You have a lot of rich friends, huh?" "Well, it's the good side of my job."

“The person lying in front of us is none other than the Lycan King of the Lycan Kingdom.” The ceramic bowl in my hand nearly slipped. I stepped back and stared at Warner in disbelief. Now I understood why he had been so careful while treating this man. “Holy shit. You aren’t joking, right?” Warner shook his head. “This is the blessed Moon Mark that only the kings of the werewolves receive during their coming-of-age ceremony. He is certainly the Lycan King.” I stood frozen. This was the first time I had ever seen a Lycan up close, and I had never expected it to be the king himself.