All Chapters of The Bad Boy's Princess : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Mireille did not know how long she spent on the floor, whimpering and moaning in the pool of her own squirt but the next thing she felt apart after the orgasm that shook her was Dante lifting her up into his strong hands. Mireille wrapped her hands around him, holding onto him tightly while her eyes stared at his handsome face hazily. The next thing she felt was her body being dropped on a soft material she recognised as a bed. For the next few seconds, Dante was gone and by the time she was back, Mireille was regaining her senses. She looked at Dante who looked back at her, smirking and waving the jar of honey in his hands. "Spread your legs and let your Master feast" he ordered and Mireille's exhaled sharply, her legs parting at his order. Dante got on the bed, his face in between her legs as he admired the sight of her still throbbing pussy. "You are so fucking beautiful. Every inch of you is beautiful, Princess" he whispered, his breath caressing her inner thighs. Mireille's

Mark was seated before his desk with a grin on his face while Jonas stood in front of him, the distance in between them created by the desk. "So Mireille Mathieu is really special to Dante Romano. So special that he took her to a party" he grinned. Taking a woman to a party was not huge news for regular people but for the people in Dante's world, it was huge news and it had spread around pretty quickly and gotten to Mark. "Now, we know she is the one we need to get to bring Dante down" he smirked. "Boss" Jonas called and Mark looked at him with a brow raised. "Do you think Dante would show Mireille Mathieu to us all if she really is a tool to bring him down?" Jonas asked and that question was all it took for Mark's happiness to fade away. "That might be true" he mumbled to himself. "That bastard might really be doing all of this to distract us" he mused for a few seconds but suddenly raised his head up sharply."But we still have to get her. For now, she is the only one we know

Mireille groaned softly as she woke up from her unconscious state. She fluttered her eyes open but the moment she realized she was in a strange bed, with her hands and legs tied down, she panicked. Seeing her stepdad was not a nightmare. She had really been caught by her stepdad. Mireille struggled, pulling her hands and trying to free herself. The room she was in was a small room that was dimly lit up by a dim bulb by the door. "Help me! Anyone there?! Help me!" She screamed, her eyes filling with tears instantly as she recalled all she had gone through in the hands of her stepdad. She knew how close she was to going through all of that again and that was the last thing she wanted to happen to her. "Please help me!!" She cried out. "Don't scream, Mireille" the door opened and Felix walked into the room. "Aaargh" he groaned. "I forgot to put a tape over your mouth" he picked a black tape from the table and walked closer to her. "No! Stop! Stay away from me! Stay away from me!

Mireille adjusted in her seat and took her gaze off her phone as she heard Dante's footsteps approaching the living room. "Welcome" Mireille welcomed him with a small smile as he walked into the living room. He was dressed in a black shirt and black trousers and his dark hair was ungelled and curly.Dante's gaze softened immediately he saw her and he raised the bag in his hand. "For you, Principessa" "What is that?" She asked and Dante sat beside her on the couch. "Since you have decided to abandon the black card I gave you and never spend it, I have decided to buy you things myself" Dante gave the bag to her. "I have more than enough already. I can't think of anything else I need to buy" Mireille grumbled and opened the bag. It was a jewelry set. Mireille's eyes lit up as she brought it out of the bed. "This is so beautiful and looks so expensive too""I wonder if you forget who I am everyday""There is something else there, Princess" Dante added and Mireille looked into the b

The next dayMireille looked at herself in the mirror and did a small turn in front of it. She was all dressed up for work already and could not wait to get back to working. As for Dante? He had been absent the entire night and Mireille hated to admit that yet again, she had missed him and wished he was there but she also wondered where he had gone to all night. Business wasn't done at nights, right? So what could he have been doing all night?A tiny part of her told her that Dante was out all night to see some other women but Mireille tried not to think about such. The last time she had suspected him of doing such, it did not turn out to be so. She looked away from the mirror, picked her bag and wax ended towards the door when the door opened and Dante stepped into her room, all dressed up and looking majestic as always. His brows arched noticeably as he stared at Mireille. "What?" Mireille asked with a small pout on her lips, confused as to why he was staring at her. "I am won