True Or False Mistress の小説・ストーリー

“Consider the meaning of mistress in another word. Yes, a mistress can be perceived as another woman, but she can also be the woman in authority.” Mimi nodded. “The latter meaning is the reason I called you. Because I knew you were our Alpha’s mate from the first place, not our former Luna.”

The comments were worse. Honestly, Milly looked gorgeous beside Declan. She handled the scandal with so much dignity. Declan and Milly would actually make a stunning couple. Milly deserves better than Isaac. Meanwhile Kara still looks like a mistress. The last comment made my eyes twitch. Mistress. Mistress? I stared at the screen. Then read it again. Mistress. Not a future wife. Not fiancée. Not the winner. But a Mistress. The word burned. “Miss KARA?”

Mistress P was a goddess of seduction, from the moment I laid eyes on her, I was already hypnotized. I had just turned twenty and I was like a crazy hormonal dog, my friend's father had told her about my anger issues, she told me that she was going to help me deal with it, she told me that BDSM is more than just whips and flogs, she said that it was also not about pain but pleasure. When they said a session, I didn't know what they had in store for me.

my mistress said, not moving from where she lay with her head between my legs. “The spy was caught and is held in their dungeon and we haven't even begun phase two of the plan to capture the girl” she said, sounding annoyed. “Another failure, like the rest of you!” She sneered, her glare burning into my skin. She was the physical embodiment of ‘if looks could kill’. “Seems I was wrong to trust you pet” my mistress said, throwing my leg over her shoulder and kissing a trail down my inner thigh to the soft spot between my pussy and thigh.

The moment he saw me, Martin quickly released Waverly's hand, which had been intertwined with his. Waverly looked at me with a smile plastered across her face."Oh! Isn't Mrs. Hughes Senior in the hospital? How did you still find time to nap at home?" Martin's expression immediately darkened."Stella, look at how pathetic your lies are! You used Mom as an excuse just to get me to come back. She raised you for nothing!" The fact that those words came out of Martin's mouth was something I could barely believe. He would rather believe I was lying to him than accept that Claire had actually been critically ill.

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!"

the woman said before turning to look back at her "All we know is that you showed up at the Ashcroft's mansion and fell down the stairs." She remembered Gideon asking if Cameron had pushed her down the stairs. He'd called her Natalia too. The doctors could be mistaken and refuse to believe her but Gideon wouldn't. They'd been married for a long time. How could a husband not recognize his wife? Was he that good of an actor or did he also believe she was Natalia? "Hold on. Why do you people think Gideon is my boyfriend?" If to them she was Natalia, how could she be Gideon's girlfriend?

"May I ask what that is?" The mistress merely smiled, her fingers lightly drumming against her lap. "I’ll reveal it when the time is right. For now, tell me how I can assist you." Dryzza swallowed hard, her instincts screaming caution. She wasn’t entirely sure she could trust the mistress, whose enigmatic aura made it impossible to read her true intentions. Dryzza’s usual psychological skills seemed powerless against the subtle, unpredictable nature of this woman, leaving her uncertain of what lay ahead.

he said, sternly. My smile disappeared. I looked at him with great contempt. "What's that, please?" I didn't like the suspense. I just wish he could notice and talk quicker. I pray it won't be too bad. He grinned from ear to ear and then looked intently at me. "You'll be my mistress." He dropped the bombshell. 'Well, not too bad,' I thought. After all, I knew how to do all a mistress does. I could wash, I could clean, I could… But then, does he really need a mistress?

These two were really treating me like a maid. “Here, it's warm water Mrs Hales.” I said as I handed Nicole the glass. Nicole's eyes widened in horror as she took the glass from me. "Ouch!" she gasped, clutching her hand and recoiling. "Alexa, you've burned me!" she accused, her voice filled with pain and anguish. The interviewers looked at each other, unsure of how to react. And then a rush of accusations flew through the air. "She is indeed a mistress?" shouted someone from the audience. "Trying to harm the wife as soon as she finds out she is pregnant, what a heartless woman."