s is a mistress, a despised thi
her position and avoid think
patron well and extract as mu
ut money; everything
into a red smile as
ee your main lady, I'll steer clear. I won't overstep my bounds. You ca
"Emily, don't you want t
miled at the check, looking like a sly fox who had just s
y three months. He despised and looked down on the
as straightforward,
r women. When she looked at him,
gnized. She was vulgar, but dealing with her was uncomplicated. She
ander was, he didn't want
y wanted money without c
managing their interactions with ease-a not
had money to spare. It was a mutually bene
his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pouted, her voice sweet and coquettish, "Of course, I want to, but I know my limits. I can
with others hurts feelings; talking feelings
emington? Even if every other woman on
didn't belong to any woman. This man had the coldest heart, e
o you, no matter how hard you try. Emily had lea
ship had started in the
devoid of any sunshine. So, they were destine
emained inscrutable. "Re
lied, maintaining her
response. "Now, why don't you make yo
ticed. She walked over to the bar and selected a bottle
, she raised her own gla
nst hers, a faint smile playing
ing her next steps. She had to stay sharp and focused, using
trolled the game, but Emily was d
move she made was part of a larger plan, one that woul
r glasses clinked softly, a silent
e part of the perfect mistress, while
, gather her strength, and wait
g is money. Emily was a woman who loved money above
cigarette in the ashtray, a faint,
ling, but sometimes th
ainly know your
didn't deserve it, but there were exceptio
omehow sounded tender, as if her n
er's shoulder, her small hand playfully tapping
e don't give me any hope. I can be greedy too, and what if one day I suddenly
aze filled with an intense heat, though
and understood his subtle changes, she would
eyes filled with feigned purity and gri
? Tonight's service should be over. I'm
ueled Alexander's desire to ravage her,
ly, with a heart so full of greed,
g, a cruel smile on his lips. "After to
y, he wouldn't summon her for a long
ng a faint natural scent, not artificial but a subtle,
on her skin, red imprints
, she belon
-
feeling extremely tired, her eyelids
nder murmur in her ear, "E
ed faintly before slippi
wanted to te
ptress, how could I have
ess, how could I have
s, how could I have don
deed a temptress, a woman rotten to
n't gone to hell. Heaven must be blind to
-
the pale light of dawn. She felt the soreness
e scent of his cologne and the faint
nd the lavish room. This was her reality now-playing the part of
She had to stay focused, keep her eyes on the prize. This
showing the toll of the night. Bruises and bite marks ado
the remnants of the night. She closed her eyes, the steam en
re was still much to be done, plans t
mily felt a renewed sense of determination. She
ready to face whatever the day would bring. She had
would do whatever it took to se