Novel & Cerita Pregnant Mistress

Nerissa spat angrily, but Isabella shook her head. "But you also know the truth, Nerissa. Mateo and I, we never signed any divorce papers. You're living a lie." Nerissa sneered. "Oh, please. You disappeared, Isabella. In the eyes of the world, you were as good as dead. Mateo moved on. We're married now. That makes you the mistress, trying to worm her way back into his life!" Nerissa said heatedly, she's breathing hard, her cheeks and ears slightly reddened. Isabella feels like there's a huge knife that stabs her chest with every word she says.

A crazy idea drops in my head and as much as I hate to do it, she’s not leaving me much choice. “Miss,” I say in a whispery tone, leaning closer to her. “You see, I’m your boss’ mistress and I just found out that I am pregnant with his child. He made it very clear that that is not supposed to happen under any circumstance but it has and I have to tell him right now before it’s too late.” She pulls back and studies me for a second. I keep my face sullen, hoping she takes the bait. A conflicted look crosses her face for a second before she sighs.

he mocked. "I'd like to say no, but that's how it was. She was his dazzling, young, and wealthy mistress. Serge has always been more practical than sentimental. It doesn't take a genius to see what he saw in her. He left my mother for her. He's sidelined us ever since." "So, she was the mistress who got pregnant by a married man and raised a daughter who followed in her footsteps. A pair of gems, huh?" he continued mockingly with a touch that felt... personal?

"Hasn't the young Luna looked even more stunning every time I see her?" "How does she maintain that porcelain skin? She looks like an absolute goddess just walking across the floor. If I had her looks..." "Hmph, what good are looks if she can't bear an heir? Haven't you heard? The eldest young master has a mistress stashed outside who's already five months pregnant." "I heard that mistress is a high-profile celebrity, and she's actually showing up tonight to pay her respects to the matriarch herself!" "Look over there, isn't that her?"

Apparently, none of that mattered when your ex-mistress was you and your ex-lover was Julian Thorne, billionaire tech mogul and emotional black hole in a three-piece suit. “You signed the Mistress Clause, Camille.” “I burned it.” He tilted his head, like a predator mildly entertained by its prey. “Clause Sixteen,” he murmured. “What the hell is Clause Sixteen?” Julian stepped in close, so close I could feel his breath—cool, sharp like mint and menace. “If the mistress attempts to leave, emotionally manipulate, or engage another man, the beneficiary of the agreement has the right to reclaim control by any means necessary.” I gasped. “You’re not serious—”

Tears glistened on her cheeks, catching me by surprise. "What do you mean?" I asked, my curiosity piqued. She smiled faintly. Her once bring eyes, now dimmed. "I was Raul's father's mistress before we got married," she stated quietly. My eyes widened—I hadn't expected that. "Yes, Angel," she went on, her voice steady but laced with pain. "I was his mistress. The difference is, he already had a child with his wife." I stared at her, speechless. She played with the water as she spoke, her story unfolding like the ripples beneath her fingers.

I didn’t even look at him. I made to walk past, my chin lifted, my steps purposeful, but he stepped into my path, blocking me, his presence like a wall of ice. My lips curled in disgust as I took in the rest of the room… his mother, Matilda, perched on the edge of the sofa like a vulture, her eyes sharp with disdain. And her… Lilian, Graham’s pregnant mistress, the one carrying the Sinclair heir, the one he’d left me for because of my "failing womb." She stood there, her arms crossed over her swollen belly, her expression a mix of smugness and triumph, like she’d already won.

A mistress holds no right to carry any royal blood in her womb, it was believed and considered as a crime and more as a dirty sin. Master Alejandro's and master Leonardo's biological mother, the lady of honour of that time took her own life hearing that very news, obviously not able to bear the pain of betrayal extreme as such... she slit her throat the same day. The mafia didn't accept the pregnant mistress obviously. Carrying the rage, the pregnant mistress made the court her shield, she demanded protection against the mafia which brought a lot of shame to Garcia’s in public. Winning the obvious custody of her child and right

A mistress is trying to stand up for another mistress. "I've never said that I'm an honorable person, and please don't pretend like you're noble in front of me. I've seen enough disgusting things, but I've never seen a mistress who was kept in the dark standing up for someone else. Ms. Pearson, you've impressed me, but you have to know your capabilities if you're going to stand up for someone else. Instead of coming to me and embarrassing yourself, why don't you do your homework and come up with a plan to seduce Jackson?"

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave