Beatrice sighed as she looked at the mansion. This will be her new home starting today. And it doesn’t feel right for her. “Madam. Let’s go to your room now,” Jen said. Beatrice nodded and they walked inside. She saw again the big painting of a woman at the top of the big stairs. She stopped when she was just below it. The woman really looked like her. “Jen. Do you know her?” she asked. Jen went to Beatrice’s side. “No, madam. I am new here. But I know that she was the former madam of this house.” Beatrice frowned. “Old madam? You mean she was Mateo’s wife too?” She looked at her servant. Jen nodded at her. She looked at the painting again. She never knew that Mateo was married already. “Do you know where she is now?” “I heard she was already dead.” “Oh.” Now she was interested. “Jen. Can you do me a favor?” Jen smiled and bowed. “Anything you asked, madam.” “Thank you. Can you find out more about her for me?” Jen looked at the painting. She was a new servant in this mansion
“M-Mateo. Why are you here?” Beatrice asked. She stopped moving and looked at Mateo who was closing the door. He looked at him like she said something wrong. “Why? It’s my house and my room. Is it wrong that I am here?” Beatrice opened her mouth. She wanted to tell him that he shouldn’t be in the room with her. But it would just make her stupid because he was saying the truth. Beatrice looked away. But she saw Mateo was already stripping off his clothes and it made her heart skip. She sat down in bed and tried to calm herself. What was he going to do? Why has he removed his clothes? Those were the thoughts running through Beatrice’s mind. She closed her eyes as she remembered their wedding night. “Relax. I’m going to shower,” Mateo said, and walked through the bathroom. Beatrice was relieved. She looked at the bathroom door. ‘How did he know?’ She held her chest and left a relaxed air in her mouth. She lay down on the bed and covered herself with a blanket. As if it could help he
“Thank you, sir.” Beatrice got out of the car. Amadeo was at her side and bowed to her. “I will send you to your room, madam.” “Ah? No! I’m okay. I can go there on my own, thank you.” Beatrice forced a smile at Amadeo. Then she looked at Cone. “I’ll call you later.” Cone bowed. “I’ll be in the parking lot only, madam.” “It’s okay. You can do anything you want. I’ll be out in the afternoon.” Cone looked at her hesitantly. “But…” He looked at Amadeo. When he nodded back to her, he bowed again to Beatrice. “Okay, madam.” “I’ll go now. Thank you for your help,” Beatrice said and walked inside the building. Amadeo shook his head. “Looks like madam needs more time to adjust to her new life.” He sighed. “Cone. Follow Madam’s orders. But make sure to know everything she does. Then report it to me later.” “Yes, sir.” “Wait for my call. I’ll just talk with the chancellor.” Amadeo went to the building where the chancellor's office was. He wanted to have business with Mateo. But his ma
“Oh, look who’s here. My little sister is back!” Clementine smirked and looked at Beatrice from head to toe. Her arms were crossed and her brows were arched. At her side, Barbie and Faith were standing too, giving Beatrice and Kyla a hard look. “Hey, Clementine! Will you stop bullying Beatrice?! You’re not even her real sister!” Kyla said. She was always the one who fought for Beatrice when Clementine’s group bullied her. Beatrice touched Kyla’s hand to ask her to stop. But Kyla was already glaring at Clementine. Clementine looked at Kyla. “Why? What are you going to do?” “You–” "Kyla," Beatrice came to a halt in front of her friend. She looked at her stepsister. “What do you want?” Clementine laughed in a mocking way. “What? I’m just asking how you are. Is it wrong? Especially now that you’re not going home to our house?” “Well, I’m sure that you would like it that I’m not going home. Why still ask?” Clementine felt her blood boil because of Beatrice's answer. “Wow! I see you
Beatrice reached the mansion. She was greeted by Jen. Jen insisted on getting her things and accompanying her to the room.“Is he home?” she asked.“Master Bruce? Not yet, Madam.”Beatrice frowned. Why did he want her home already if he was not yet home? Beatrice shook her head. Why would she even care about it?“I will get your bath ready, Madam.”When Beatrice noticed Jen had already gone to the bathroom, she sighed. She will never be used to someone doing things for her.She decided to fix her things on her table. She had some schoolwork to do, and she would be very busy for a while. Her professor gave her notes because they would give her an exam to make up for the days she was absent. She knew she didn’t have to because of Mateo’s connection, but she insisted. Beatrice didn’t want to use that privilege.“Madam, your bath is ready. Please take a bath now before it becomes cold.”Beatrice looked at Jen. She smiled. “Thank you. But you don’t have to do this again tomorrow, okay?”Je
Beatrice finished her bath. Her chest was pounding because of what Mateo did in the bathroom. She would almost give in if she went back to her senses. She couldn’t imagine what would happen if she forgot herself. That was the last thing she would do.She was combing her hair when she heard a knock on the door. Beatrice immediately felt nervous and slightly panicked. But she was relieved when she saw who was behind the door. It was Jen.“Madam, Master Bruce is now asking you for dinner.”“Dinner? He’s still here?”“Yes, Madam.”Beatrice took a deep breath. How could she possibly face her after their kiss? It was not their first time. But that was the most intimate kiss they’ve shared. But if she doesn't go down, it will just anger him more.“Okay. I will just change my clothes.”Jen bowed at her, and then she closed the door. Beatrice dressed in pink and let her long hair fall down her back. Then she departed for the dining room. Her eyes landed on the man sitting at the head of the ta
Beatrice didn’t know how long she had been naked in front of Mateo. Her heart had been throbbing and she could hear its loud beating. Her legs were already shaking as she tried not to make a single move. A lot of things were going through her mind. Why was he going to do this to her? What was he going to do after that? Will he finally do it to her? And why was she naked in front of her? She clenched her fists and gulped. How she wished this would end faster.“You’re sweating,” Mateo said.Beatrice looked slightly at him. “I-I can’t stay longer,” she grunted.He smirked and continued stroking his brush. He was already painting Beatrice’s breasts. Seeing how erect her nipples were, just made him more excited. He’d been trying to control himself since Beatrice removed her dress in front of him how he wanted to ravish her already.“Just don’t move. We’ll be done soon,” he said.Beatrice sighed and closed her eyes. She tried to divert her attention to the paintings on the side where she wa
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