Mistress Commission: 'Design Our Rings!' But Darling I'm Still His WIFE novel Chapter 69

she forced herself to stay upright and quickly grabbed a small spray bottle from her purse, misting it around her nose and mouth a few times.

This was an alertness booster she always carried–it could temporarily counter the effects of knockout drugs.

tonan had cooked this stuff up himself, and it was incredibly effective.

Amelia remembered Ronan warning her about a floral scented sedative that could drop someone unconscious in under three minutes,

hinking about that maid’s sketchy behavior, Amelia immediately pieced everything together.

his had to be Whitney and Valeria’s special little “gift” for her.

fter using the spray, Amelia’s mind cleared up fast.

he grabbed a tissue to cover her nose and quickly surveyed the room–windows locked tight, door bolted from the outside.

his whole setup was obviously premeditated.

uddenly, she heard footsteps outside.

omeone was coming.

melia quickly faked passing out and collapsed onto the bed.

bon, two figures crept into the room, and a familiar voice spoke up. “Amelia, payback’s a bitch, isn’t it? Hope you love the surprise we put together for you!”

aleria stared at Amelia lying motionless on the bed, her face twisting into a nasty grin.

ucking finally! Thinking she could take them on–she was way out of her depth!

he kidnapping thing had been a bust last time, so now they were handling this shit personally.

hitney looked at Valeria with approval. “Feel better now? Like I always tell you, patience pays off. You gotta think these things through–no rushing in

alf–cocked.”

Totally, Mom. Next I’m gonna take some really disgusting photos and videos of this slut, then post them all over social media so everyone can see what a whore he really is. She’ll be viral for all the wrong reasons!” Valeria said with pure venom.

Whatever makes you happy, honey. We should go now–our star performer is getting antsy,” Whitney said.

Perfect. You’re a genius, Mom.” Valeria linked arms with Whitney as they headed out.

minute later, Amelia heard Whitney talking to someone in the hallway. “Mr. Parker, everything’s set up. You can go right in. She’s completely unconscious, so ou can do whatever the hell you want. Have a blast!”

Awesome, thanks. Don’t worry–when I’m satisfied, I take care of my friends. I’ll send over that contract renewal as soon as I’m finished.” This Marco Parket

as apparently one of Sterling Corp’s business clients.

Larco Parker was notorious as a sleazy player who’d fuck anything that moved.

le’d met Amelia once and hadn’t been able to get her out of his head, even suggesting that if he could nail her once, he’d extend his contract with Sterling Corp.

o Whitney had jumped at the chance to arrange this whole thing.

Talk about a perfect two–for–one deal!

She could completely ruin Amelia’s life while locking down continued business with Marco–brilliant!

Plus, when Amelia woke up, she’d never dare tell anyone. This kind of humiliation would be way too mortifying to go public with.

Especially with all these people around–even if Amelia came to, she’d have to eat this shit sandwich in silence.

“Alright, Mr. Parker, I’ll get out of your way. Enjoy yourself.” Whitney quietly disappeared.

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he’d come back later to enjoy the fireworks.

et’s see if that stuck up bitch Amelia would still act so high and mighty after thist

nce Whitney was gone, Marco pushed the door open.

aring at the knockout on the bed. Marco was practically salivating.

Tey there, beautiful. Daddy’s here now. Don’t worry, I’m gonna take real good care of you.” He started stripping off his shirt.

it just as Marco leaned in close, Amelia’s eyes snapped open and she blasted him right in the face with her spray bottle…

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