Mistress to my cruel savior

a wife and live in the mansion together with him. She had just twenty-four hours to decide her fate. Did she want to become someone's sex doll? Did she want to be a mistress to someone who

o the room to drop the brown envelope that held her life as of now. Once she was at the dining table, she sat alone and started eating. She wondered why Damien hadn't come down for brea

' she said and left for the

just his mistress who he could have his way with any time he pleased. At the thought of that, she thinks of her fathe

here Dad,'' she wiped h

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the balcony of the office,

hates me after what I

ou rather had gone to pr

k. ''I know I don't want to go there, but T

eyes. ''What is

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couple of hours ago, her hair was all messed up, as Willa could already guess what they did

la tried to get

am,'' the maid

ng since I didn't see him show up for breakfast, lunch, and even dinne

ke this, it means he must be busy with his study. May

study located

the maid pointed

d twice and gently opened the door. There, she saw the huge man sitting on his chair. He had files scattered all around the table. He seemed to be busy. His offic

,'' Willa

e of files. He stared at her

n lost for words. She ju

can you please leave?'' He said, ob

down to eat today. I was just

he agreement state you should b

But you know

to me when I don't summon

at moment. ''I understand. Ho

s any development. For now, leave and don't come into

ed. ''Ok. Goodnight,'' she s

t body proportions. She wasn't jealous. She was angry at Damien. She knew she was just a sex toy to him and he had no regard for her. But why would he want her when he clearly can have any woman? When she said she would do anything to get her father out of prison custody, she didn't mean losing her virgin

ng about this, she hea

in,'' s

her. ''Ma'am, the master says he needs