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Always a Mistress, never the Wife – Season 1 – Episode 7

“Good day, ma’am Andrea,” The young bloke at the door greeted.
I felt really happy ushering him in, and I beckoned to Bradley to serve him a drink. The jealous expression on the latter’s face was nothing to hide. I noticed this and immediately followed him, becoming to our guest to wait.
“Why that expression?”
“Nothing, Madame,”
I gave a disdainful look at him and a forceful smile gave way on his lips. “Mistress,”
“Good. Now, hurry!” I scoffed and went back to the living room.
“So… how’s your Nana doing? Is she feeling okay now?” I asked.
“She’s comfortable, ma’am.” He replied.
“It’s Andrea, Antonio. You can call me Andrea,” I corrected, trying to ease the tension.
We began talking and at a point, I asked about his parents as his shocking response came. “I have none,”
“What happened?” My lips quivered.
“Grams said they died in an accident when I was still a baby. So I never really knew them,” He clasped his hand, a sad expression flushing all over his face.
“I’m so sorry,” I breathed, getting up, “Will you excuse me for a moment? I won’t be long.” I hurried off.
All this while I talked with him, I had a feeling I’d never felt before; a feeling of warmness – A feeling I couldn’t tell. Who is this boy? Why do I feel so drawn to him? These questions hovered in my mind as I paced back and forth.
I went back to the living room, seeking if he could stay some more with us, and he replied, stating his Grams would get worried. I understood how he felt, so I wasted no

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time accepting his excuse. It was finally time for him to leave, so I led him out, and bid him goodbye.
“Finally!”
I turned around at the sound of the voice, as Bradley made for me. “Who is he?
“And why do you have to know?” I asked sharply. “Listen you. I didn’t like the way you treated our guest. You’ve never done that before and I couldn’t help but wonder why you would behave like that,”
“Cause I was jealous.”
“Jealous? Ha-oh.” I laughed mockingly, and rolled my eyes at him, “You know, the next time you’re gonna portray that kind of attitude, make sure it won’t be in my house because I won’t tolerate it!”
“I’m sorry,” He bowed his head.
I folded my arms, hearing his tone fall and breathed a sigh. “Oh, my pet. I’m sorry, too.” I moved towards him, placing my hands on the sides of his head. “You know mama loves you very much and she understands how you feel…”
“You do?”
“Mm-hmm. I won’t let anyone take you away from me, okay? You’re still mine.”
“Promise?”
“I promise -” I laughed and graced his lips with a kiss.
He tightened his arms around my waist and we got engraved in it, going bare, as we entered into a series of hot make out.
I tightened my legs around him and he carried me upstairs, into my bedroom as he laid me on the king-sized bed. The sheet rustled underneath us, with our bodies showing it no mercy as I gained charged, getting atop him.


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