Playboy's Mistress by Raeesa Emery (manga ereader .txt) 📖

AUTHOR'S POV 💜

It's a very beautiful evening of rainy summer, bringing happiness to farmers and fishermen... Some 20 years old girls are running in this rain and in between those girls a girl is present who is in a white knee length frock. It seemed like she wasn't happy while getting wet in the rain, her friends were dragging her to the river. Her white frock was glued to her body, giving a very sexy yet hot look... Some hair strands were on her face making her look breathtaking. She screamed when her friends pushed her into the river and just 30 steps away from them, in a car a click sound echoed in the surrounding. This sound was of taking pictures with the camera. 

" Hahaha. " The girls' laugh echoed in the environment and again that person clicked a pic of the same girl whose smile was breathtaking, her body has beautiful curves like the waves of the sea. Her eyes were screaming her innocence. He smiled seeing the picture and roamed his fingertip on the girl's face. Suddenly his phone rang and he received his call. 

" Yes, Grandpa. " He said in a deep husky tone. 

" Ivan, you had promised me that during summer vacation you would come to meet me. " This is Ivan. 

" Oh, I am sorry, Grandpa. There is an opening ceremony for my Dad's casino so I can't visit you grandpa but I promise next time I will surely come. " Ivan said looking at the same girl who was enjoying her bath in the river. 

" I don't think so. " They talked for some time and Ivan watched the girl, how she was laughing, giggling, how her dress was stuck to her body. How damn sexy she was looking !. 

" Who is she?. " Ivan asked his driver. 

" Who?. " His driver asked. 

" That girl, who has long hair and is in a white frock. " He asked being interested. 

" She?, she is Ember, a fisherman's daughter... Her father has a unique talent of fishing and that's what makes her father different. " His driver said and hearing about fishing he made an expression, expression of sadness and some disgust. If she is the daughter of a fisherman... She doesn't deserve him. 

" Let's go. " He said and the car started. Although he wanted to make her his girlfriend, the gap between them is high. He is the NIGHT PRINCE and she is a simple FISHERMAN'S DAUGHTER. 

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" Ember. " He said in his deep husky tone while sleeping on his bed. He is dreaming about her. 

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" So she isn't in her village?. " He asked through his phone. It's been 8 months. He is irritated, irritated by seeing her again and again in his dreams. She is in the river, playing with water, her white frock glued to her body showing off her curves. At first, he had thought that he would forget about her but how stupid he was. He was now dying to have her in his arms. He thought that he would be done with her after spending one night with her. He didn't want to make her his girlfriend or wife because she's of course not of his standards. He just wanted her to be his one-night stand. 

" Okay. " He mumbled and disconnected the call. 

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The girl moaned loudly while he thrusted his hardness in her wet heat. He gripped her hair from behind and she arched her back. He wants to focus on fucking this girl but his ears were only echoing with her giggles. God knows, how many times he had promised himself that he would turn her giggles into moans. The desire to have her was getting stronger and stronger day by day. As much as handsome and charming he looked from outside, he had lust embedded for Ember inside. 

What the hell is so special about her that she attracted him this hard?. Who the hell she is?. Why does she make him restless at night and wander during the day?. He had gone many times to the village to find her whereabouts but he always got disappointed when people said. " She is studying in a different city but we don't know the city's name. His father even left the village because of his work. " 

Just because of Ember, he has become a wanderer, a womanizer. The day he finds her, would be the same day he will take revenge on her for making him this desperate to have her. 

Meanwhile, other girls just want to throw themselves on his bed, his one indication was enough for them to go on their knees and please him. That's why he changed girls like a tee shirt. He was not in any serious relationship because from childhood his life was full of attention for him, his father was the king of nightlife and also a very great womanizer. We can say both father and son are the same. He loves his maternal grandpa a lot who is in Greece right now and still at the age of 80 handling many companies. He is in New York handling his maternal grandpa's business.

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" Hahahahah. " Ivan's loud laugh echoed in the hall of his apartment as he pulled the curtain off from the floor to the ceiling window. A bottle of wine is on the floor indicating that he is drunk. 

" Now you will understand how it feels when someone snatches your peaceful sleep, Ember. " He said while laughing hard. So he is laughing because he made her fear him so that he can steal her sleep. 

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Indeed he had stolen away her sleep. She was laying on her bed but looking restless. Her phone, who's screen was damaged very beautifully, was beside her. She gripped the knife in her hand. Who knows that creep again comes to visit her. Suddenly her phone light up and we can see the police's number is on her phone's screen. Hell, he scared her this much that she is sleeping with a knife in her palm and the police number is on the screen of her phone. Suddenly a sound of thud echoed in her little apartment and she immediately sat up on the bed while gripping the knife more tightly. 

" W... Who?. " She said in her most terrifying tone. So damn scared. But she didn't get any answer which increased her anxiety more. She climbed off the bed and with fear in her heart walked towards the living room with a knife in her one hand . . . Her heart is beating loudly and it's getting louder and louder as she is getting close to the living. Again a thud echoed and she flinched hard. Due to fear, her eyes got teary. She is near the door and praying inside her breath. Clutching the knife in her palm tightly she took a deep breath and entered the living room.