Novel & Cerita Wife Vs Mistress

Whatever it is, if she keeps treating me like this, I may mess around and make our contract permanent. When she told me she had something to do with Mason in the past, it explained the name situation and my anger completely melted away, even though I may still have some slight reservations. Mason is such a scumbag. Having a beautiful wife like Nicole and still keeping two mistresses? But I wonder why Chester never found any of this info. Perhaps when I had Nicole and her husband checked out, Bella and Mason had already parted ways. Who would have thought Mason’s mistress would end up as my wife? But now, he needs to back off. She is off limits and I’ll make him understand that.

“Two, if you’re talking about a guy, then yes. Maybe you’re in love. Is it your husband?” “Yes. Is that wrong?” “Nope. Not at all. He’s your husband, after all. It’s not surprising to fall in love with someone you live with every day.” “Yeah. Sometimes I wish I were them… I mean, the women he’s with.” Her voice softened as she said it. “Don’t even think about wanting to be them. You know what they are? Mistresses. You’re the wife. The legal one. So why envy them? Trust me, you wouldn’t want their place.”

I was certain I wasn't the mistress here. How could she possibly have received a request to break up my marriage? "Wait, this has to be a mistake. Harold and I have been married for three years. How could I possibly be the mistress?" I asked. Bethany's expression shifted, becoming more businesslike. "Jessica Whalen, you may be Harold Sullivan's lawful wife, but it's clear he's already having an affair. Why not just let go?" she said. I stared at her in disbelief. "So, you're telling me you took the mistress' commission to get rid of me, his actual wife?"

He had lost all the respect she had in her eyes but today He lost his image as well. "What wife?" She managed to whisper out through her clenched throat. "The wife you never respected? The wife you cheated on. I never thought you could stoop this low Aaron. I was never your wife in real terms and Now You want me to be your mistress!” she looked away from him with a disgusting look on her face. It didn't matter how hard she had become but now He managed to open her old wounds again and she was beyond hurt. "Mistress?” He arched his perfect brow. “Why would I ask my wife to be my mistress, Bella!" He smirked. "You are still legally bound to me! We are still married to each other."

I asked, in surprise. I knew some mafia Lords don't have an harem, they instead make use of a mistress. A pretty woman who has to serve them sexually for a long period of time, the mistress doesn't bed anyone except from the master's who own them. And this mistresses are forever ones. If they conceive and bear a male child for their masters. They might be privilege to take over has the queen. This mistress looks like a rival, I've always heard about this mistresses and they are always extremely beautiful. What am I even saying, why would I see her as rival. She can be the queen for all I care.

The lady said. “She's my wife, what the hell do you mean by you're jealous?." Mr Shawn asked her coldly. “Don't tell me you're going to choose her over me, look at her and look at me!." The mistress asked him. 'To Emmaline she was making a great point, but to any body else that had seen Emmaline's beauty it was an insult and they would have slapped the mistress for making such a weak comparison.' “Leave." I heard my husband order his mistress and she left. He left the room without turning to look at me.

My chest tightened, and I realized the war inside me wasn’t just desire — it was treason. Across the room, Evelyn Drake observed quietly, polite, distant. Even the extras — the silent security, the murmuring assistants, the gossipy socialites — were tools in a game I hadn’t intended to play tonight. And yet, it was happening. I was being consumed by something I had never surrendered to, something that could unravel everything. I reminded myself: She was Edward’s. His wife. His world. A forbidden line I could never cross. And still, the thought of her kept me awake, restless, calculating how I could be near her without being caught, without revealing the obsession I already felt deep in my ch

In their world, the woman always carried the heavier blame. And now, the impossible request hung over her like a stormcloud: Ethan. August’s cousin. His chosen solution. Her heart twisted at the thought. She didn’t want to imagine Ethan’s face, but it forced itself into her mind anyway—his quiet gaze, his steady presence in the family. Ethan was trusted. Reliable. And now, her husband wanted her to cross the one line she had vowed never to break.

He confessed and in that moment they have gotten attention from people around in the bar. "That dosen't mean you don't love me, I don't care if you have a woman or a wife, I can be your mistress. I can be your second choice." Her tears soaked in his suit, he could feel it. Her sincerity was so deep and pure. She mean it and for a while he almost fell for it. He could have them both. Gina his wife and Daisy his mistress and it can even be the other way around. To have them both! Only if it was possible....

Victoria blushed and said, "Um..." Thea smiled again and explained to the surrounding customers, "Everyone, I apologize for the misunderstanding. I am not the mistress. In fact, this customer is my sister, and her husband used to be my husband. It was legally recognized. Now you should understand who the real mistress is, right?" The reputation of the crowd immediately turned around. Victoria became furious and reached out her hand to hit Thea, saying, "Thea, you're talking nonsense. Nathan has always been my boyfriend..."