The Royal Mistress Full Book Romane & Geschichten

"You think posting something online can force your way into our lives? Keep dreaming. A piece of trash like you isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes. You're only fit to crawl under a bridge and find a homeless man!" Her filthy insults came one after another, each one testing the limits of my patience. I genuinely began to wonder if there had been some kind of mistake. How could this possibly be the girl Nathaniel had described? I took a deep breath, suppressed the anger rising in my chest, and spoke coldly. "Listen carefully. I'm not a mistress. I'm Nathaniel's mother. In other words, I'm the biological mother of the fiancé you're talking about."

She whispered, forced a smile, before she proceeded. I hadn't even heard the whole story yet, but for reasons I couldn't explain, I was already seeting in rage. " The rules states that an Alpha King, is allowed, by werewolf unwritten laws to crown a royal mistress if the Queen doesn't give birth within the first one year of marriage " She explained, so calmly, you would think she was passing down a generational tale that had absolutely nothing to do with her. " After the royal mistress is crowned, the Queen's position is not threatened, according to the rules.. She still resides in the Alpha King's royal chambers, she still wears the crown, and the pups born of the mistress are to call her M

I said, a slow smile spreading across my face. “Amelia?” His brows shot up. “What does she have to do with any of this?” “She’s having an affair with the King,” I said casually, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Alex blinked at me. “Wait… what? That’s not possible. You’re joking, right?” I tilted my head. “Do I look like I’m joking?” “Well, I guess you don’t know,” I said with a smirk. “This palace is filled with scandalous secrets… very dark ones. And mind you, I caught the both of them having sex.”

Greta ordered and Isabel snarled and stomped away. “I’m Greta, the head staff,” Greta introduced herself. “It’s nice to meet you,” I told her, nervously. I wondered what she must think of me, selling myself away to an older rich man. She took me to a room, it was large and well furnished. “This will be your room, there’s everything you need to settle in. Lunch will be served soon.” “Thank you,” I faked a smile as she left. In the contract, it was stated I would be a live-in mistress and quit my job. I would also be discreet about the contract and any breaching on my part would warrant legal actions from Eric.

she continued, her eyes finding mine, “you will kindly stay here. I will need your blood.” I laughed, really laughed. “Are you just stupid, or are you delusional?” I asked. She looked at me, “You should know I am the black rose, after the death of the Rose I am the current ruler of the Orchid.” She looked around. “As I can see, you are in my control” “You know we can easily get out of here,” Luke said, looking around. “I know,” she answered calmly. “But if you try and take a single step out of here, I will tell the Orchid that Aconite is still alive.”

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.

With a delicate touch, she applied light makeup to my face while admiring her work. "You should appreciate that I've taken care of you with these hands of mine," she remarked, closely inspecting her handiwork. "You possess a unique beauty; it's no wonder His Majesty chose you," she added. I didn't respond to any of her compliments; instead, I mustered a forced smile. "You should be more cheerful about becoming a royal mistress," she remarked, "these girls here would do anything to be in your position. Just imagine serving that perfect, handsome king for the rest of your life, rather than these older men. You should be more grateful."

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.

I turned my attention to the council, flashing them a confident smile and offering a polite bow. “It's an honor to finally meet the esteemed members of the Werewolf Council. My name is Florence,” my gaze landed on Nicholas, “The Alpha King’s mistress.”

Once in our room, Nick reassured me that he would be alright, and we proceeded to bond intimately for the first time. do you think without the throne I am powerless I cannot believe you will make me seem so dense and useless without the throne please do your worst Nick said looking at me with an instructive eye that immediately he stands up I should follow after him which I nod in response you two can not just leave yet we have not yet talked about the mistress who is going to be living with you to now the queen said as she still really bent on bringing a mistress between were not leaving yet go ahead and talk about the mistress I know the person you want to pick administrative no more than