The Mistress Book Novels & Stories

He said, "This is my sister, Sophie Vaughn, and this one…" When he introduced me, his voice faltered. Their gazes both landed on me. I clenched my fists tightly to stop myself from crying. Elias' cold voice slowly said, "She's my sister's friend and a student working at my house. She's basically our maid." My heart completely froze. So after six months together, I was just a maid to him. I was someone he could kiss and sleep with, but never publicly show. I swallowed the bitterness, straightened my back, and forced a smile.

But privately most people called it Mistress Hill. The mistresses of the wealthy were never seen in main society, but had build their own society for themselves within their community. The highest among them were the longterm mistresses of the very highest families of Fing City. At present, the leader of the group was the mistress of James Blain. Her name was Racheal Madison. She was once one of the most beautiful women in Fing City. As she fell in love with James all those years ago, she knew that he would never marry her as her social status was too far below him. So in the end she agreed to become his mistress. She was not the only woman that James slept with, but he always returned to he

I KEEP MY SECRET TO MYSELF NOBODY KNOWS HOW I OPERATE I JUST GIVE ORDERS AND THEY FOLLOW NO QUESTIONS ASKED TO BE HONEST I DIDN'T WANT TO SEE HER IN PAIN CUS IT WAS HER FIRST TIME BUT I NEEDED TO GO HARD ON HER SHE'S TOO SOFT AND TO BE WITH ME SHE NEEDS TO HARDEN HER HEART ❤️ SHE NEEDS TO KNOW THAT THE WORLD I CRUEL MY SWEET BRIDE I WILL MAKE YOU SOO ALONE TO THE EXTENT THAT YOU WILL ONLY NEED ME AND ONLY YARN FOR ME . . COME IN DOCTOR LISA THE MAID SAID,OUR MISTRESS NEEDS YOUR SERVICE SHE'S IN THE MASTERS BEDROOM OK THANK YOU I'LL SEE TO HER MYSELF YOU MAY LEAVE AM SORRY I CAN'T OUR MASTER TOLD US TO STAY TILL D WHOLE PROCEDURE IS DONE AFTER THE MISTRESS TREATMENT WHE SHOULD CLEAN HER PROPE

I was supposed to be offended by that but somehow I find it cute seeing her do that. It reminded me of our dating days, she was always so cute when she was angry. “I came here to ask how we are going to do this? And are you serious about me being your mistress?” She asks, saying the last part in a serious tone. “It was just to spike you, trust me, though I do want to do naughty things with you but we are going to keep it professional like you said. This is a deal between us, you warm my bed for a year to pay back what you owe.”

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

“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.”

“Now ride him. His face. While he’s still soaked.” Liane dropped, mounted Gabriel’s face, and cried out as his tongue found her again. Mistress sat back on the throne and spread her legs. “All of you. Watch me cum.” They did. Her fingers circled her clit, slow, precise. She watched Liane tremble, watched Eren sag, watched Gabriel give every last bit of himself. Then Mistress threw her head back and moaned — low, guttural, victorious. Her orgasm rolled through the room like thunder.

Then she entered the restroom and began working, scrubbing the floor and cleaning between the tiles with careful precision. Justin observed her every movement like an unseen supervisor. He even noticed how she lowered her head deeply when passing a couple brazenly engaging in an intimate act near the hallway. “She’s actually… very beautiful.” The words caught in his throat. Justin immediately rubbed his face harshly, trying to erase the strange image that had crept into his mind. In his principles, there was no such thing as love. Especially not becoming a slave to a woman. “No. I can’t let myself get swayed by that girl. She’s too suspicious. Too calm. Too slippery.” His voice was sharp, la

“What caused the mistress’s death?” “The family doctor stated that the mistress died from a lung condition she had suffered from for a long time. But when Miss Elena, our mistress’s sister, arrived and requested an autopsy on her sister’s body, the master firmly refused and even berated Miss Elena in front of all of us. Not only that, but the master also firmly rejected Miss Elena’s request to take Miss Jenny with her. Yet after the mistress’s death, the master’s attitude toward Miss Jenny did a complete 180. Not long after, the master brought a woman named Sarah and her daughter, Julia, into the house. From that moment on, this house, which had once been peaceful, became oppressive. Mrs. Sa

That word from him seemed to drop like a bomb and sent the room into chaos. Briannna charged forward, grabbed his arm, and questioned him. "And you claim that she isn't your side chick, Spencer? Will you continue denying now that things have come to this?" Her eyes were reddened, and she looked as though she was trying her best to put on a strong front despite having been wronged. "Between me and her, there can only be one. You must make your choice today!" Her friends backed her up, saying, "That's right! You might be the CEO of a large corporation, but that doesn't mean that you can have a mistress!"