The Legendary Masters Wife Novels & Stories

Here was a lady, looking like she'd be in her fifties. “The Werewolf Master says, well done, he'll discuss it with the other Masters. I am the Master of Magic and Wizardry, don't ever make the mistake of calling me mistress, but let's forget about that, Now, you have to please me. Men!” The lady said calmly and all of a sudden, from each direction, men pounced on us, holding us down.

"Anyway, what about your master? Did you discover anything interesting? My dear husband has been acting rather odd lately." “Yes, My Lady.” Her expression hardens. She hadn’t expected anything troubling, but the past few days have made her uneasy. There’s a shift in his behavior that she can’t ignore. “What is it?” she asks, her eyes darkening. “Master has been calling the Second Young Master ‘useless.’ Lately, he’s been visiting the orphanage, too. Yesterday, he argued with the mistress and told her she should have given him a better son. He said the First Young Master would be the one to bring him happiness. ‘My wife carried a healthy but useless child,’ those were his words.”

"I've been working here since I was 20 years old. Back then, the Young Master was only 12 years old. I know how devastated he was back then. Although his face was expressionless, the look in his eyes was one that wanted his mother to be present during his growing years." "That's also one of the reasons why you love and cherish her so much." "The moment Young Master sensed that his wife was the person he truly desired all along, all of Young Master's world revolved around Young Madam. The other servants and I can only pray that their relationship will last long until they grow old, and see the grandchildren of their children." said the senior servant, recalling some of the things that happene

Master states, which surprises me. "She's my pet, and she will do what I say. If I want her to fuck all your men, she will. She signed the consent allowing me to have full control, for us to have full control. I haven't even started having fun with her yet, baby. I'm letting her adjust. Now be a good boy and fuck my pet." "You're lucky I love you, gorgeous." Master tells his wife before he slams his cock into me, "Holy fuck, she's tight!"

The lady kicked her hard several times, screaming as she lashed out, "Carmen Adams, was it? You're a popular rising actress, right? The wife of the young master of the Stephenson Family, right? You slutty little c*nt! How dare you seduce my husband?! How dare you!"

He avoided coming home to the hacienda, and if he was here, he was clearly avoiding the donya. I couldn't blame Senyorito Darius. It was common knowledge throughout Hacienda Altagrasia that Donya Magda had betrayed the Altagrasia father and son—Don Enrico and Master Daryl. In fact, Master Daryl died without them making amends. "Is this Martha?" Senyorito Darius approached the woman with him and put his arm around her, smiling. "Yes, pa." My heart ached a little when I saw Senyorito's smile as he put his arm around the woman named Martha.

No one present was stupid. Everyone understood exactly what his words implied. Those who had mocked me earlier because of my "illegitimate" status now looked horrified. "Did I hear that right? Is Mr. Spencer saying that Vivian is the illegitimate daughter?" "So we were helping the illegitimate one bully the real daughter of the legal wife?" "So Alice's mother is the legal wife, and Mrs. Spencer is the mistress? Holy—this is insane."

With a combination of curiosity and excitement reflected in her enigmatic eyes, Olivia was fully focused. “Oh my goodness, you two,” Olivia laughed wholeheartedly. Her voice sounded like a fairy tale. “I can’t imagine that you can actually come up with something so wild and creative, Arranging a Mistress For Your Husband, I couldn’t have ever dreamt of it! But finding the perfect person must be really daunting.”

She was completely mischievous. Odell observed her closely and smiled. Peter followed his line of sight and noticed Sylvia. She was wearing a t-shirt, along with a pair of jeans and white sneakers. At first glance, one would think that she was a twenty-year-old girl. Was the legendary Master Carter not already married? Word was that his wife was a close friend of his boss’ woman. He thought for a moment before turning to Odell to enquire, “Master Carter, is that lady your friend?" Odell stated, "She's my wife."

My roommate, John Swift, asked in shock, “Pete, are you throwing that away? I thought you cherished that photo a lot.” I shook my head and cut Bella out of the family portrait. I tore it into pieces. John seemed to understand. “Pete, is your wife alive?” I pulled out my phone. Someone had sent me a text two weeks ago. [Bella’s still alive.] There was a photo attached to the message. It was a selfie of Bella and Carlson. Two weeks ago, I found out that my wife, who had supposedly been dead for five years, was still alive. When I first found out the news, I could not even sleep.