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Playboy's Mistress = 41 = I don't trust anyone!
Ivan's POVAt 2:00 AM I felt a hand roaming on my chest making my junior alive and I know who can do this ?. Who has this power to turn me on by just a little touch." Ivan." I heard her melodious voice. Oh does she even have an idea how badly I love her moan. " Hmmm." I hummed in response while hugging her hard, making her stick to my chest more, letting her hear my heart beat which was screaming her name ordering me turn her on her back, slide her pant down and fuck her little tight jewel which gets special attention just for getting wet. "My head hurts," she murmured, and hearing her last three words, all my sleep flew away. I opened my eyes and looked down at her."What is hurting?," I asked."My head. It's hurting badly," she murmured, and then I felt her temperature. She has a fever."You wait here. I am coming back with medicine," I said and got off the bed. She always falls sick when I force her into something. Maybe my effect is very hard on her.AUTHOR'S POV:In the dimly
Playboy's Mistress = 42 = Let me fix your mind!
"If I tell them the truth, then he will become infamous."EMBER'S POV"Mam... This way," As soon as I walked out of my class, I heard Lawrence's voice standing near the door of my classroom."Have you been standing here for the whole 4 hours?" I asked in surprise, and his lips slightly curved up."This is the life of a bodyguard, mam. Please don't worry about me. I have stood on my feet for more than 6 hours during one of Mr. Black's important meetings," he said, and I felt sorry for him. Ivan is a cruel, heartless monster."But you can sit when you are with me. I am not like your boss," I said as I walked past him, and he started to walk behind me."Sorry, mam. I can't. Mr. Black told me to protect you at any cost," he said, and I tightened my jaw in anger. It's been 15 days since Ivan left America for a business meeting in Greece, and for 15 days, Laurence has been giving me protection. I have resumed my studies again, and I am very happy about this. Finally, something good happened
Playboy's Mistress = 43 = I am pregnant?
IVAN'S POV" Then let's fix your mind." I said looking into her eyes and didn't wait for smashing my lips on her Lips. Her body jerked back because of my force and I placed my one hand behind her head giving her support as my lips roamed on her rose petals like lips. My heart felt peaceful the moment I tasted her lips and I don't know why this is happening. Till 15 days I was in Greece handling the same business but this time something was different. This time I was wrapping my work fastly and wanted to return as soon as possible. I flipped her over and I landed on the bed. I groaned in frustration when she didn't allow me in her mouth and as a result I had to grab her pretty ass and she finally opened her mouth. Each cell of my body screamed her name. I rubbed my hand on her bare ass feeling her softness after 15 days. Does she even have an idea how I was living without her?.Oh, how can I expect this feeling from her when she is angry at me?, Giving me silent treatment and when I
Playboy's Mistress = 44 = Never, ever trigger me!
AUTHOR'S POVHer back touched the mirror wall of the cubicle as his holds got tighter on her body, she whimpered in pain when he sucked the spot where he had bit her... Her hands continuously pushed him back, tears running down. He growled in his kiss when she dug her nail into his chest. Moving back he held her both hands and clamped them over her head." Ivan... Leave me." She cried out in pain feeling his hard deathly grip on her wrist. He is looking at her with anger. Her lips parted as he entered his two fingers inside her and watched her bleeding lower lip. " Aahh." She moaned in pain getting not adjusted to his finger. " Now say... You do think I can play those idiotic tricks on your father?." He asked in anger fucking her with his thick long finger. Her body shook near him as her bare breast rubbed against his manly chest. " And you think by forcing me you can prove yourself that you are innocent?." She questioned back looking at him with her teary eyes but he didn't let he
Playboy's Mistress = 45 = Pregnant!
Ember's POV" Ahhh." I groaned in pain as I shifted myself on the bed. My whole body is paining badly and let's not discuss the pain which I am feeling in between my legs. My one hand automatically reached to my head and I started to massage my head. Suddenly the flashback of last night appeared in front of my eyes and I got goosebumps also my heart tightened. My hand which was massaging my head reached my eyes and automatically tears gathered in my eyes. I don't wanna live with him. He is a monster, a very bad monster. I hate him. He always humiliates me in whatever way he wants. He said he didn't hurt my father because he is already poor, can't do anything against him, so why is he doing this to me? Am I not a human?. Or am I just his slave?. Sometimes he says I am his wife then who treats their wife like that?. Even if he is considering me as his mistress then it's not the way we treat any mistress. I don't know about whores or mistresses but my inner gut is saying that they don't
Playboy's Mistress = 46 = Goodnight, wife!
Ember's POV" Oh god, give me some strength." I mumbled walking out of the bathroom after emptying my stomach. Who vomits at night?. This was the 5th time I vomited. All of my energy has been drained out. Oh, I badly want someone to massage my body because it's hurting like a bitch. Slowly I sat on the bed and started to massage my leg because of the pain. Oh, why are these hurting so much? It's 1 AM at night and here I am massaging my legs. Wait, how am I sitting? Suddenly this thought crossed my mind and I sat up straight. Doctor had strictly told me to sit straight whenever so that there would be no pressure on my womb. " Oh kiddo, for you I am doing this much even after making my mind that I am gonna leave you. I know you're gonna hate me a lot or maybe wouldn't like to hear about your treacherous mom but trust me I am not a betrayal. To be honest, your entry in my life was at a very wrong moment. I am sorry, your parents called you at the wrong time. Although I never wanted to g
Playboy's Mistress = 47 = This child is my savior!
Ivan's POVWell who doesn't want to live with a family?. When I was 5 years old, I always used to cry for mom, and since then I was getting to hear that my mom left me, she is cruel and whatever not . I had too think of her as a cruel mother who couldn't take care of his only one son and started to hate her but I was so wrong. When I grew up, when I started to observe my surroundings, I found out I am in one of the most cruel environments where everyone wants to win at any cost. My dad aka Mr. Alexander Black always used to bring new girls every night who would praise me by saying " oh so he will be Nightprince " which used to disgust me, even those nannies which were hired for me they were never nannies, they were my dad's personal sluts and didn't use to care about me. When I turned 16, I started to investigate my mom's misterious suicide. But then I started to be suspicious about her suicide because according to many proofs, she was murdered, but my grandad aka Mr. Raphael Black t
Playboy's Mistress = 48 = His family!
Ivan's POVAs soon as I walked in the private area of the club, I caught the sight of my dad hugging a woman. Great, just great. He is the same just like before, people say, as time passes people change but I don't think this man could ever change, he will always be the same just like before. " Hi dad." I muttered resting my arm on the iron rod, looking downward seeing a crowd of people dancing to the beat of the songs. " Hi Ivan, how are you, my son." He said and I chuckled. Looking at him, I smiled. " Great." I mumbled and looked at the girl who was standing beside him. Oh fuck, since when did he start to have sex with girls so young?. The girl is fucking 18-19 years old. " Aha meet your mom." He said, making my eyes go wide. " Fuck, what?." I couldn't believe what he said." Hi son." She said and I glared her. " Don't call me son. You are barely 19 and married to this old man. Have you lost your brain cells?." I asked in anger and in answer she just looked at me with an unkno
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