Pregnant Mistress Novels & Stories

“You heard me. I told you to resign from your job.” “You don't have authority over me, Lazare. What is your true intention? You're about to get married! I don't want to be your mistress—” His hands slammed onto the table. “Resign from your job and stay here. I don't care if it means you become my mistress. What matters is your safety.” “Safety? When did I become a target?” His jaw tightened, eyes piercing hers. “The photographs. Someone captured an image of us last night, and it won't be long before they begin investigating the identity of that woman which is obviously you. And I refuse to leave you alone in the midst of this situation.”

He was a chameleon, he had come out nice but now, he was shedding his skin, and they weren't pretty at all. “Are you saying that he has an accomplice? In all of this?” My eyes went to Richard, who looked engrossed in what we were saying, but I knew that he wasn't here, he looked agitated. Like there was a lot in his mind. “His mistress you said was pregnant with him, who is she? Where does she live? Do you have a clue?” Reina's eyes revolved round until they were staring at him. “You never mentioned that there was a mistress, why?”

Finally, she agreed, saying, "Alright, since this is the only request you have asked of me, I will grant it. However, you must continue to be loyal to me or your petite wife will face the consequences.” Accepting her condition, I nodded and said, "Thank you so much, I will always be loyal, Mistress." My words made her smile. She stood up, grabbed her favorite wine, and offered me a glass, saying, "Let's toast for a job well done. Making Susan lose her child and driving her crazy brings me great pleasure. Come, celebrate with me," as she played music and danced alone. Yes, I orchestrated Susan's miscarriage. When Mistress heard the news, she was furious, blaming me for being too careless and

I could wash, I could clean, I could… But then, does he really need a mistress? I blinked my eyes slowly and rested them on him. He was as hot as usual. I didn't want to give it any thought, though. There were some minutes of silence. I savoured the moment to think. 'How can I be his mistress? What the hell?!' Well, I'd do anything, anything in my capacity, to keep mum alive. No matter the costs. I love her so dearly. She and dad are the only things I have and I cherish them with all my heart.

With or without a girlfriend With or without a wife As long as they are bearable in my eyes, I will flirt with them. I two-timed and three-timed. trying to find love but no matter how hard I tried, I still can't. Then when I saw Alex after so many years, I found it again, and surprisingly, even I'm a mistress, I became loyal only to him and offered him everything. I'm actually a slut but I'm a proud slut because I never bedded a man aside from Alex.

"You don't keep pregnancies secret from anyone. Only a few of the most accepting ones know all the details. A few know very little. As far as they're concerned, the slave is the mother, and I'm the father who arranged for the sperm donor. I'm financially responsible for the child, so Sam's participation doesn't have to be known. He'll end up being the father figure for all of them, and he'll be a good one. Some parents don't accept their children as lesbian, and more don't accept their submissiveness. I believe it's their loss. Every one of these women are people I'm proud to know and would gladly call friend. They don't know what they're missing." "As Mistress said, you can't keep a pregnan

Mia said firmly. "Mia can you calm down? I know you are mad at me just take your anger on me and let the restaurant be. Why are you so pist? I know that you can afford twenty dresses of this dress on you and that money is not a big deal to you so why are you causing a scene? Or maybe you can't get over the fact that although you are Jansen's Legal wife, he fell for me. You keep calling me a mistress. You are crazed that although I am the mistress and you're the legal wife, Jansen likes me and did not care about you who is his legal wife." Juliet said in a fit of rage.

She interrupted. I scoffed and folded my arms over my chest, “He wouldn’t have chosen you if you didn’t claim to be pregnant with his child. He doesn’t want you, the only thing keeping him from throwing you out of his life is that baby in your womb so if I were you I would pray to the nine heavens that that child belongs to him.” I glance at Ashton who has been standing there and not saying anything for a while now. “You should be careful with this one Ashton, you don’t know how many men she’s slept with or willing to, and who knows maybe the baby isn’t yours after all..” I smiled evilly, the mistress growled and lunged towards me raising her hand to slap me.

Cassia proudly said. “Hello, dear! So you’re the one who organized everything. Nice to meet you, Sofia. I’m Larissa Quinto, Asher’s mother,” Larissa greeted warmly. “Sofia? You look familiar. I hope you don’t mind me asking, but do you work at a casino in Angeles?” Armando inquired. “Yes, sir,” Sofia replied tersely. The beautiful woman composed herself as she faced Armando Quinto, determined not to show any sign of nervousness. She refused to let him see her as weak in such a situation.

She couldn't stop thinking about Grace's words regarding suspecting Jack having a lover. The fact that Grace had called her a tramp and other kinds of names was getting to her. She closed her eyes and allowed the droplets of water pour on her face as she now got her hands to roam down on her wet hair which now stuck to her back. It didn't matter if she wanted Adam and loved him more than anything, it was still a fact that she was his mistress, his secret lover whom he was hiding from the world.