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Victoria found herself slipping into a quiet routine, days blending together with a rhythm she could almost predict. The house felt emptier without Ethan around during school hours, but there was a certain calm to it. Still, a heaviness lingered in her chest, a sense that something was missing—something beyond the layers of suspicion and doubt that had crept in.It was midweek when Sophie reached out again, her voice light and teasing through the phone. “Alright, Vicky, I’m calling in a favor. We’re going to the gallery this weekend. You’re coming, and you’re going to leave your worries at home. Deal?”Victoria hesitated, her mind buzzing with thoughts of everything she needed to handle, but there was something about Sophie’s persistence that tugged at her. She wasn’t ready to talk about what was brewing under the surface, but maybe… maybe a change of scenery would do her good. Just a few hours of quiet, of being somewhere that didn’t hold any reminders of the chaos creeping into her
Last Updated : 2024-12-05The Mistress Gallery
As they wandered deeper into the gallery, Sophie chattered on about the abstract pieces, her voice a steady background hum. Victoria’s mind, however, had started to drift. The gallery felt like a space where she could almost forget about everything—about Daniel, about the nagging questions that had followed her for weeks. The soft murmur of voices, the gentle rustle of footsteps, the cool hum of the air conditioning—all of it brought a calmness she hadn’t felt in a long time.They turned a corner, and there, standing with his back slightly turned, was Zander.Victoria froze.She knew Zander. Of course, she did. He was Daniel’s half-brother, the one Daniel had always spoken about with such thinly veiled contempt. Zander was a ghost in their shared history, a name never mentioned without a sharp edge to it. Daniel had made it clear how little he cared for his half-brother, how much he resented Zander’s very existence. Yet, despite the tension between them, Zander always seemed to exist
Last Updated : 2024-12-05The Mistress Walk
Victoria parked her car in the school lot, glancing at the clock on her dashboard. She was early, but she preferred it that way—better to settle in and avoid awkward small talk with the other parents. She stepped out, smoothing down her blouse, and headed toward the entrance, the faint hum of children’s laughter in the distance pulling a small smile to her lips.The parents-teacher event was already buzzing when she arrived. Brightly colored posters lined the walls, and the chatter of proud parents mingled with the occasional cries of younger siblings. Victoria scanned the room until she spotted Ethan’s class.“Mom!” Ethan’s voice broke through the noise as he ran up to her, his face lighting up with excitement. He hugged her around the waist, and for a moment, the weight of the past few weeks melted away.“Hey, buddy,” she said, kneeling to his level. “Excited to show me what you’ve been up to?”Ethan nodded vigorously, taking her hand and leading her toward a display of projects. “L
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Victoria’s phone buzzed just as she stepped into her car, her art supplies neatly packed on the passenger seat. She smiled when she saw Sophie’s name flashing on the screen. Sliding her finger across the screen, she answered, “Hey, Soph!”“Vic! So, how was it? Your first day back in the art world?” Sophie’s voice practically bubbled with excitement, her enthusiasm infectious.“It was… amazing,” Victoria admitted, her lips curving into a smile. “I didn’t expect to feel so—” She paused, searching for the right word. “Liberated.”“I told you!” Sophie exclaimed, and Victoria could imagine her best friend bouncing with glee on the other end. “I knew it would be perfect for you. Did you meet anyone interesting?”“A few people. There’s this woman, Ella, who’s super friendly. She helped me get started. And the instructor—Marcel—he’s kind of eccentric but very encouraging.”“I love this for you, Vic,” Sophie said, her tone softening. “You deserve to have something just for you, you know?”“Tha
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FLASHBACKThe Blackwood estate gleamed in the pale light of dusk, a fortress of wealth and power. For Zander, it had always felt more like a battleground. As he sat in his studio, fingers idly tracing the edge of a wine glass, memories began to stir, vivid and unrelenting, pulling him into a time when the rivalry between him and Daniel burned at its fiercest.Ten years ago, the summer air carried a suffocating weight as Zander returned home from Europe. His music tour had been a resounding success, with critics praising his compositions as visionary. Yet, stepping back into the Blackwood estate, the accolades felt hollow. Here, success wasn’t celebrated—it was scrutinized.That evening, the family gathered in the grand dining hall, its opulence marred by the palpable tension between brothers. Michael Blackwood, the family patriarch, sat at the head of the table, his presence as commanding as the crystal chandeliers above.“Zander,” Michael began, his deep voice cutting through the sil
Last Updated : 2024-12-05The Mistress Ready
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Last Updated : 2024-12-05The Mistress Talk
The night had fallen, and the house was quiet, save for the hum of the refrigerator and the distant rustle of the wind outside. I sat on the edge of the bed, the weight of the past few days pressing down on me.My mind swirled with questions, anger, and a deep, gnawing ache in my chest. I could still feel the heat of the argument with Rita, the sting of her disapproval lingering like a bad taste in my mouth. But beneath that, something else had begun to grow—a quiet, dangerous thought that threatened to consume me.I stood up abruptly, pacing back and forth across the room. My fingers brushed against the corner of the dresser, my gaze moving to the window, where the moonlight spilled across the floor. The quiet seemed to mock me, reminding me of the stillness in my own heart.Daniel’s betrayal wasn’t something I had ever expected. I had always known he was distant at times, but the affair with Isabelle—that was something different. That had shattered something inside me, something I w
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