The Royal Mistress Full Book Romane & Geschichten

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.

She paused across the room staring at the butlers standing beside the dining table. The table is a European model and it was lengthy. It was coated with a white tablecloth. It was strategically set by the butlers as if the Queen of England were to be expected. Mia approached the table and grinned from ear to ear staring at the ruddy flowers with silver sparkles that adorn the tables to add a final touch. The lights are dimmed low and classical music plays in the background to create a tranquil atmosphere. A savory aroma fills the room and mist oozing from the bowls of meal hover in the air.

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.

“What did the king do this time?” I sniffed, leaning back. “He only wants to use me. He said he would make me the queen, but I have to allow him to make…that…” I hesitated, unwilling to say the derogatory words in front of him. “…that maid his royal mistress.” “Shhh,” he hushed, stepping inside and closing the door behind us. “Palace walls have ears.” He said, then asked. “Royal mistress? It's been centuries since that happened. This is the twenty-first century.”

After a moment to gather her thoughts, the princess began, "Let us set aside the Queen and Queen Dowager—you likely know them better than I. As for Lady Liudmila, she has been by the King’s side for twenty years. She was Dowager Duchess of Ashford and holds deep influence. Mistress of the Lark Hall, I’m sure you’ve heard of her, was once a dancer. Her beauty won the King’s favor, and she now resides in the palace under the title of royal performer—but everyone knows what that truly means. Aside from my brother and me, the King has one acknowledged illegitimate child, Prince James. He was born of a maid years ago, who died in childbirth. Due to James’s poor health, my mother allowed him to be

Gladys says. “Why? What is on the Diamond floor?” I ask. “Any woman who the king upgrades to the Diamond floor will become his mistress even after he marries a Luna. She will live in the castle with the king, bear his children and be of royalty.” Gladys says, explaining as if being the king’s mistress is the best thing that could happen to a woman. Believe it or not, the king has not slept with a quarter of the women in this room.” “Thank you for explaining.” I say, there is no form of expression in my eyes and I stretch my hands to her, asking for the key. She hands it over to me.

I heard him chuckle before I heard the sound of footsteps getting louder and louder until I felt a figure in front of me. "Elodie Briar," That was when I realized that the young master was already standing in front of me. I could feel my heart beating so fast while wondering why he was standing so closely to me. "Y-Young master?" "Look at me when you're talking to me. It's rude to look away or not look into my eyes when you're saying something." "B-But Young master, Mrs. Denmarks told us maids to never look into the royals or wealthy people's eyes because it would seem rude," I respectfully replied.

Thalia's eyes widened when he ran a finger down her chest and stopped right above her pelvic area "Have you forgotten I own you?" Owner her? How? Was she his property or something like that? Surely Natalia wasn't sleeping with Dominic too. Was she? Three men at the same time? Was she insane? "No. I haven't forgotten" "Good." Dropping his hand, he stepped back. "You'd better remember that the next time you open that mouth. My men will stay where they are until you find out where Orlando is. Understood"