mistress

After the hot sex, the boss asks the secretary to decide whether to be mistress or secretary. She liked him silently for a year, so decide the first. Everything's fine till the baby comes along.

I spend a decade as the woman behind Corey Larson. I help him save his company from the brink of bankruptcy and turn it into a public-listed company. He's on the cusp of success, and I'm about to propose to him. That's when he brings his childhood sweetheart into the picture to take my place. He thanks me for my decade of hard work. Then, he tells me I'm no longer a good fit for the company as it's about to embark on a new journey. I stare at him. I've loved him for ten years and given him my everything, but he brushes me off with a bank card. My blood turns to ice. The decade I've spent with him has ultimately gone down the drain. He doesn't seem to realize the consequences, though. Once I quit and leave, his company will cease to exist… just like my love for him.

On my 28th birthday, I announced that I was pregnant. But my husband told everyone that he was sterile. Together with my best friend, they said that this was proof that I cheated on him. I tried defending myself, but in the end, I, along with my baby, died while burning with hate. When I reopened my eyes, I returned to the moment three hours before my death.

On the day of my wedding to James Jonas, his best friend, Mia Rodriguez, appeared in front of me, pregnant. She cried with tears in her eyes, “Ames, you have everything. Please, just give James to me. I’m having… his baby…” I ripped off my veil and threw it on the floor. Turning around, I saw James' panicked eyes. Perhaps he remembered our contract: If anything goes wrong with this wedding, his fortune will be mine.

Three months after my baby was born, I found out my husband, Joe, was cheating. The other woman? Hailey. Pregnant and smug. Joe actually got on his knees, begging for a divorce. I said yes. Until I could find a place, Joe's mom, Claudia, let me stay at the house. "Hailey," Claudia said, "you'll handle all the household responsibilities now." Hailey, all fake enthusiasm, chirped, "I'll take good care of this family!" Claudia replied, "Great. You'll start your day at five making breakfast. When Luca's hungry, you'll feed him and change his diapers. Once he's down for a nap, clean the house, grocery shop, and prep lunch. Laundry in the afternoon, tea service mid-day, then bathe Luca and cook dinner. After that, you'll put him to bed." Hailey's face? Priceless.

I dumped Orion Gray when he was at his poorest. I even aborted the child we had together. In the blink of an eye, I got together with a rich man. After that, Orion went abroad in anger and sadness. Within two short years, he turned into the CEO of a publicly listed company. When he came back to the country, he swore that he would exact his revenge on me. However, my mother sent a disfigured corpse to his house and asked him to restore it to its original state. He did not know that it was the corpse of the person he hated the most—me.

My boyfriend’s mistress played the role of a sweet, clueless beauty, but behind the facade, she swapped out my skis before the competition, leading to my tragic death.   In my final moments, her venomous words echoed in my ears. “With you gone, no one will ever underestimate me again. Your boyfriend, your place in the club, they’ll all be mine! “Be a dear and just die for me, won’t you?”   Unbearable resentment and fury burned like wildfire in my chest.   When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the starting line of the competition.  

Ryo is an Omega, a half-breed vampire born by a human. He was once a famous perfumist who makes only one bottle a year, an exquisite potion that can attract what you want, eyed and coveted by anyone with good or bad desires. Despite his fame, he lowered his status for his fiance, family, and best friend, only to get betrayed three times. The first and second betrayals were by Sachin, his best friend, and Wilson, his lover, whom he caught having sex in the car he gifted to his soon-to-be husband. The third betrayal was by his father, whose mistress turned out to be none other than his ex-best friend's mother. The worst scenario was that he and Sachin were half-brothers. In a devastating situation, he mistakenly entered a room and slept with an Alpha whom he assumed was a prostitute. But who is this Alpha? Why does he have to suffer more after getting pregnant by him? Why, of all beings, does it have to be him, an enemy?

Warning***Excerpt, Mature Content**** "Let's get one thing clear, here you aren't my mate or Luna, you are valued as low as my prisoner, so don't think you are entitled to anything." Kaden hisses with flaring red eyes, his words like daggers pierces my heart, shredding it into bits. "Then if I really do mean nothing to you, then why do you keep me here? Just reject me." I scream at him, with teary eyes. I hoped he could see the pain in my eyes, he was the reason I was in so much pain. I was in so much trouble because of him. A deadly smirk draws along the Primordial's face. "Oh, Sinclair, if I reject you then what fun will it be then?" he smirks viscously, making my blood run cold. Oh moon goddess, help me! I was in far bigger trouble than I imagined. *** Ava Sinclair is 19 and a beautiful and kind-hearted girl. She has longed to find her mate and live life like it was a fairytale, and now it was finally mating season. The time when mated wolves gave into each other's desires. Ava may have found her mate but he may not be the fairytale she had expected. He is everyone's biggest nightmare. His name is Kaden Delacourt, the ruthless and merciless Primordial Hybrid. He is known to bring death and war wherever he goes. Kaden's hatred for Ava is consuming even when he knows that she is the only hope for him and his pack if they want to survive the curse placed on them by the moon goddess. Dangers lurk everywhere as Cassandra, Kaden's mistress vows to destroy Ava and win Kaden's affection back. The drums of war is beating loudly as Alpha Lucien promises to reclaim Ava for his lustful obsession.

My husband, a surgeon, committed a fatal error during surgery. In despair at the loss of his patient's life, he chose the ultimate escape via sleeping pills on the very same night. By the time I reached his side, his ice-cold body was already being carted into the morgue. His death set the beginning of my tragedy. The patient's family, consumed by grief and rage, turned their wrath on me. Their cruel vengeance eventually took my life. As my spirit left me, I came to witness a shocking revelation. My supposedly dead husband was, in truth, alive and well! While I suffered, he enjoyed a life of luxury with his mistress and his new family. He had it all—sleek fancy cars, a stately mansion, and a mountain of wealth. The discovery burned me with rage. So furious I was, I couldn't rest in peace. When I opened my eyes again, I awoke not in the afterlife, but on the day my husband faked his death. I had returned…