Wife Vs Mistress Novels & Stories

“I wasn’t going to say anything… but she forced my hand with the way she just acted.” “In love, there’s no such thing as who came first. Even if they were married, their relationship was dead. What Kyle and I have is real love. She’s the one who got in between us. She should be the one to back off!” That twisted logic made half the women in the room want to vomit. Especially the wealthy wives—dealing with mistresses was practically their full-time job. Mia’s words didn’t win them over. Quite the opposite—they wanted to slap her across the face.

I said out loud and Viv laughed. When I looked at the redhead in front of me, I caught the mistress glaring at my phone before she met my eye. She excused herself and left the kitchen. " So, that'a Nik's mistress, right? " I asked Viv. I had told myself I would let it go but I just didn't have it in me. It was common decency to be faithful to a woman you roped into a forced marriage. " Brie-" " Don't defend his actions. I'm very observative. " I stated.

Jade stands a few feet away from the door and smirks. "Don't let all the flattering go to your head, you're still nothing but a pawn to Zion" "If you're going to be a mistress you should at least have some shame, don't you think?" "What are you talking about? The one who isn't loved is the mistress. Beside I was there first" "What kind of twisted logic is that?" "A mistress is person who sleeps with a married person, I'm married to him, you aren't." "Why am I even arguing with you? I look insane"

___________________________ . . . "Rule number fifty-six in life - When you are trying to woo your wife, do not ditch her for your ex-mistress." I gave Ashton a look. "Mistress?" "It was an extra-marital affair. You may call her ex-girlfriend all you want but she was nothing more than your mistress." "Okay I get your point. But hear me out, I did not see it coming and Rory just left without saying anything, trapping me with that woman."

Squabble all you want, but I won’t care, I told myself. “Go back! We don’t care about you! You’re no mother!” Arnie yelled from the door. “We’re not done! You filthy squatter! Remember this, Sophia! You’re his wife! I’m still the woman he loves! Only me!” Sabrina screamed from outside. “So what, mistress?? Even if you come back forever, I don’t care!!! You deserve to be a mistress! Haay, crazy!” I looked at Arnie. He came closer. “Don’t mind that fool. The important thing… the baby is with you, not her.” I smiled at his words.

He reached her again in two stride and engulfed her in an ardent embrace, crushing her against the firm wall of his chest with the same longing that thudded in her own heart. This time, she didn't resist. "You're not the other woman, little girl," he murmured gruffly against her hair. "You're the only one with any right to call me out, because you're mine." The dam of Emmeline's control finally crumbled. "But she's your wife, and I'm just your mistress! I’m someone causing a rift in your marriage." Zavian stroked her hair soothingly as she cried harder. "And what's wrong with being a mistress? Isn't that title full of emotion?"

Looking down, I could see that I towered over her because of the extra inches my heels added. ‘Mistress? How can I be a mistress? I’m Steven Carter’s wife.’ “Hailey, I’ve been married to Steven for almost three years now. Did you forget we are a legal couple? I think the term suits well to a woman who knows she's the other woman, but still continues to pursue a married man. Don't you think so?” She didn't answer me, but her eyes screamed hatred, so I was more eager to slap her with the truth.

I read the text of the email, and the world seems to tilt on its axis. “Meet the real Violetta,” the message begins. It goes on to detail a sordid narrative I don't recognize. It claims that my divorce isn't a result of my husband’s betrayal, but my own. It says I have been in a long-term, clandestine relationship with the man in the photo. It claims I moved to this city not for a career, but to continue an affair that began months ago. It paints me as a calculated cheater who fled my home state to hide my infidelity while draining my husband’s assets.

"I'm married, Miss Taylor! Other than my wife, I'm not interested in other women!" "I'm well aware of that. You married Valeria, Abbie's best friend. I've seen the article about your wedding on the news. Don't worry, I'm not a shameless, horny slut that pounces on handsome men at any chance I get. I'm an honorable person. Being a mistress is a no-no." William chuckled lightly as he said, "Well, that's some conscience you have there!"

She sneered, "Vicdor Blake, don't think everyone is like you.Having two women at the first time.You just had sex with me, and now t holding another woman and flirting with each other. Who can be more disgusting than you?" She wiped her mouth, stood up and walked to Vicdor Blake. "Besides, since you think Miss Cecy is more qualified to be your wife than me, please sign the divorce agreement with me as soon as possible. In this way, you can give her a formal identity, and she won't be called a mistress every time you go out with you, right?Leyi..." Leyi was pissed off. It was Snow Cecy who mentioned mistress again and again! She dared to be so arrogant in front of her now.