Novel & Cerita Pregnant Mistress

The mistress was actually pregnant! Knowing this, Ms. Lilian wanted to kill the Mistress and the baby. Her son was mistreated and was thrown away just for this bitch and the baby she was carrying? With so much anger in her heart, she almost made a mistake and harmed them. But to think that small provocation caused the mistress to miscarry. Ms. Lilian then recovered from her fury. She realized she had made a grave mistake. Since then, a demon was constantly battling with her to kill them.

His mistress, on the other hand, was the daughter of his pack's former delta and hence she was treated with all respect. Shiela still tried to bear the harshness of the pack, and how they treated her poorly, but reverenced the mistress to her mate. Not only that, she also had to hide the fact that she was pregnant with the Alpha's child as well. When things couldn't be well hidden anymore, the Alpha's mistress found out about her pregnancy, and threatened to have her killed unless she was prepared to abort her child. There was no way she would do such a thing to her child, and there was no use explaining to her mate, because after that night they had sex, he never spent time with her or trea

I know I called you here but I can tell you are hiding something from me' 'What is it that obvious?' she asked schooling her face, I raised my eyebrow quizzical at her. 'Girl, I have known you for more than a decade and I know if something fishy is going on with you. Spill now what got you glowing?' 'I thought i could keep it longer from you till I was sure, but since you have fished it out. I may as well come out clean. 'Amthreemonthpregnant'.' 'What did you say? Say it again but this time a little slower.

He threw his head back and moan, I moved my lips to his neck , I licked his neck while I ride him and he moan out and slowly he held my butt and began to squeeze it. This is another super sex , I know he cannot even get crazy at me but I know what I want because I am going to make sure he gets me pregnant, I don't care becoming one of his mistress as long as he can find my expensive lifestyle because this few days that he never visit me to give me some daily money, I know how I was confined into the house and my sister's wedding is coming up, I know lot of my late dad's family member is going to be there and Nini's mom's family will be there and I want to show that I am richer than even her

Mistress "I am not. I am really carrying his heir, our first unborn child. That's why we went to Australia to arrange everything about our grand wedding." she said with a triumphant smile. "So if I were you, don't be an illusional woman! Oh, you really had this poor mind bitch. Logan Falcon is only made for me, for us, not for you. He's just making fun of you right now! So wake up leech, wake up from your damn shit illusions. I'm telling you this because I am just concerned for you. You are making a fool of someone about to be tied to someone else. I'm not here to beg you to stop your obsession with him. I'm also not here to beg you to let him go for our little angel. I will never beg you, b

The Mistress plodded along as a steady pace with the servant struggling to keep up with her. Along the way there were numerous stops, because at each picturesque overlook Eve wanted to take pictures. Because she looked forward to the breaks and was grateful for any opportunity to rest, Trish enthusiastically modeled for Eve's camera. The Mistress was glad to see that her servant was cheerful about being photographed, not embarrassed and sullen as she had been a few weeks before.

I promise that I'll give you a lot more benefits as long as you agree to become my mistress. Millie pretended to resist him. "But I'm still pregnant…"

If he could make me forget the father of my child, I could make him doubt the fidelity of his mistress. I spent the afternoon playing the role of the “reformed” wife. I didn’t hide in my room. I moved through the house with a quiet, submissive purpose, always lingering just long enough to drop a drop of venom. I made sure to leave a tab open on his private tablet—an article about “paternity fraud among corporate socialites”—and then quickly closed it with a flustered apology when he walked in. “I’m sorry, Daniel,” I said, my eyes wide and shimmering with fake tears. “I’m just… I’m so worried about the family legacy. I want everything to be perfect for the gala. I don’t want anyone to laugh a

I yawned as Adam ranted, my hand reaching for the file in front of me while I listened without bothering to interrupt. “Alaric… are you even listening to me?! I asked if you did it on purpose!” His voice was laced with frustration. “I’m literally watching the trending video on YouTube right now. Do you know what the title is? ‘Pregnant Mistress Causes a scene at the Wedding of the Ashford Family’s Heiress.’ Serena is fucking pregnant with Isla’s fiancé—” “Ex fiancé,” I cut him off, my voice colder than I intended.

"You think you're better than me, Cynthia? You think you're a real model?" Cynthia chuckled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I don't just think I'm a model, Loo. I am one. And I have the talent and beauty to back it up." The tension between them was thick. "You're just a common mistress enjoying benefits. Look around, Louisa. You don't belong here. This is for people with class, not cheap mistresses."