The Royal Mistress Full Book Novels & Stories

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.”

A lady dressed in a beautifully made ball gown walked majestically through the palace gate and toward the King’s chambers. Her face was painted in the finest colors with the obvious aim of seduction. The way her heels clicked against the floor announced her presence even before people turned toward her. Rieta. The Lycan King’s mistress. That was who she was. With a smile on her red painted lips, she stood before the study room and a guard stepped forward. “The King is not in his study room.” He informed her and her smile fell.

For us. A dismayed sound left the king, and his eyes sharpened. Whatever had just happened with Madam Renata clearly didn’t go the way he wanted. “Camille,” he said. Camille let out an uncomfortable chuckle and gave him a quick bow. “Yes, Your Majesty.” Then she walked past him and took Madam Renata’s place. “This is Camille,” the king announced. “Or soon to be…Lady Camille.” He looked across the crowd, making sure everyone heard. “She is to be the crown prince’s mistress.”

“Please pick up the folders, Ms. Escobar.” I bent down. My hands trembled as I picked up the folders and put them on his table. There was a long silence between us. Lifting my face to look at him, I saw him watching me intensely like I was some movie that piqued his curiosity. “You’re too young. Did you enjoy being my father’s mistress?” he asked with a blatant tone. I felt dismayed at his accusation. He was no different from the people in this school. “You ruined my family.”

Without wasting another moment, and not giving it another thought, Stacy searched for room no 706. As she found the room, she swiped the white card and the doors opened. She entered and saw there was no electricity and saw there was a holder beside the door which looked like the card's size. She put it on the holder and the room lit with light. A smile spread across her lips because it was the first time she entered a royal suite. The room suddenly looked royal. White paint with designer carvings on the corners of the walls. The bedroom was detached from the drawing room and there was an open kitchen. The whole room had golden lights and the couches looked classic with the maroon color. It w

Annabel replied from the ground, as she tried to get on her feet and wait for her next order from the mistress. My mistress, you bare the fairest of them all. I know it, already. But for your reply, I won’t make you starve this night. You are lucky. Now depart from my sight before I lose my lunch. She said as Annabel nodded and bowed before leaving her chambers. Okay, Ambrosia. This is your perfect chance to wrap the prince around your finger. She said to herself in the mirror as a knock on the door was heard. Who is it? She yelled from the mirror as the voice said,

She’s Amelia, the king's mistress. She's an exquisite brunette, bedecked in a white strapless grown which barely conceal her thighs. Her hair was beautifully styled, and in her right hand, she clenched a raven expensive purse that matched her black four-inches heels. "Mistress, you back?!” Zachary utters on noticing her, he bowed respectfully and so did the guard who stood beside him. Amelia scoffed arrogantly as she made a signal with her hand, and the guard who stood beside Zachary stooped at her before jogging away.

Ava said, swallowing hard. He was letting them go. He had made his choice and it didn’t include her and Chris. But then why was she so heart-wrenchingly disappointed? Hadn’t she always known she and Federico were never going to be together? She had known it from the very first time they had met six years ago. Christian’s existence didn’t change anything… why should it? Federico had responsibilities that went back for centuries. Royal courts had dealt with this sort of situation many times before. The mistress and child were taken care of well out of the eye of the public, and in time completely forgotten.

she said. "If I proved that you are the mastermind behind these incidents, prepare your life to lose. I will end your life with my own hands," Alpha Bryan said coldly, and he left his place. When she felt that Alpha Bryan was already gone, she opened her eyes and smiled wickedly. Ha-ha, the day will come that you will be mine, Alpha Bryan. I hope your wife will have a good night. The mistress thought as she smiled wickedly. As soon as Alpha Bryan left his mistress one of the royal guards reported to him.

“If that helps you sleep at night.” Then I turned and walked out before he could say another word. I didn’t look back, but I felt his eyes on me until the door closed. Outside, I exhaled slowly. My hands were cold, but my mind was clear. The plan had started. I was inside his world now — close enough to learn everything. He thought he’d captured me. But he just gave me the perfect position to destroy him. And if I had to play the part of his mistress to make that happen, then so be it.