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The Grand Mistress

Simione needed to become a mistress. Not just another rich man's mistress, but M Conglomerate's President, Hawk Monsanto's. Truth was, the young billionaire does not interest Simione of any sort nor was his very attractive gorgeous looks concerned her. She just needed him for one thing, his fiancée Feather Han, owed her big time and that ballerina bitch had to pay with the most precious thing Simione desired, her broken heart. Hawk Monsanto rose to the top for one reason; he wanted to be the perfect match for the Han Scintillait's heiress. When he thought it was the right time to get what his heart desired, he willingly bleeds millions just to arrange a wedding engagement. However, whether it was work of fate or work of an evil seductress, he stumbled upon a rare beauty that he cannot set his eyes off. And before his money and rationality could ever warn him, Hawk had fallen into something his billions cannot buy. *** "Who are you?" Hawk managed to ask between his ragged breath. "That depends on who you want me to be," The girl uttered and for the first time, Hawk saw her upturned honey-colored eyes. Looking into it was like drowning yourself into something magical, something hypnotizing and very much irresistible that when the girl tiptoed to meet his lips, he willingly lowered his head to welcome her. And he was right there, opening his mouth for her—warm and wet—giving everything he must give and was kissing her back with equal ardor. The girl wrapped her arms around his neck, and he responded by pressing the girl's body closer, the fiancee forgotten. However, when Hawk was at the point of wanting more, the girl pulled away and Hawk opened his eyes bewildered onto her sudden retreat. He was gasping for air and would very much like to pull her back to finish the bliss she had started. But she only smiled at him, feeling very empowered by the fact that the M Conglomerate's President had already fallen into her trap. "What's the matter?" He asked, confused as to what made her stop. "Nothing," Her smile widened a little more, making her face bright and goddess-like and Hawk became more defenseless with that. "It's just that I only want you to have a free taste. The next of course comes with a big price"

Zijay · Urban
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366 Chs
#R18
#COMEDY
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#POSSESSIVE
#FIRSTLOVE
#MAFIA

Butler's Suggestion

Due to what happened, Simione stayed the rest of her days in her room, leaving only when necessary. She felt utterly guilty about what happened to Tabitha and felt more sorry for Hawk who according to Nana Doring had been coming home late and very exhausted. 

She had always been aware of the burden Hawk had to carry being the President of the M Conglomerate and the with recent events in Isla Sargaus—from the rebels down to Tabitha's injury, she was very aware she only made his work more difficult. Certainly, she could have at least been considerate because, for the last few days, the only thing she thought of was her own hurt and burden, looking not on the face of her husband whom she knew had always been physically tired. Not to mention he had just undergone a scandal in the capital that almost put the M Conglomerate to the edge, and guess what, she too had participated in such a downfall. It seemed like; Hawk had always been the one who picks up her trash.