Alexander's P.O.V.Fuck, how can someone be so innocent?The way her cheeks turn scarlet when she blushes is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.The tattoo on the side of her stomach captivates me, and I can't take my gaze away from it. I want to kiss it and caress it with my fingertips, but since romantic gestures are not my things, I can just look at it instead.Upon witnessing the tears streaming from her cheeks, I experienced a newfound sense of empathy towards the emotions of others. Despite the desire to forgive her, I confront the reality that my heart is void of mercy. The tears of others hold no sway over me because I believe in teaching others the lesson.When I slipped my hand into her panty, it quite surprised me that the punishment turned her on.When I learned that nobody had touched her before and I was the first person to touch her soft body, I had some sort of satisfaction.A surge of guilt overwhelmed me because I gave a hard punishment to an innocent
I keep the towel on the slab, walk to the cupboard and take out a bathrobe from it. I don the bathrobe and tie its knot before walking out of the bathroom.I see Alice walking across my room while talking to herself."Alice." As I call her, she comes to a halt and drifts her eyes towards me."Why did you behave as if you had never seen a dick before?" I question her after sitting on my high-backed chair as she stands in front of it.Although I know the answer, I still want to hear from her mouth that today she saw a shaft for the first time. This is endowing me with an extraordinary sense of satisfaction, unlike anything I've felt before.She takes her lower lip between her teeth and gives it a light bite. "Because it is the first time I saw it." She answers in a sheepish tone, moving her eyelashes down, and her scarlet cheeks again draw my attention.I pick up the box of cigarettes from the table and take out a cigarette from it after taping the pack on my palm. "Come to me." I order
Edward and I are sitting at the dining table, enjoying our breakfast together. I take the first bite of my oats, but to my disappointment, they don't taste as delicious as they used to.Edward notices my discontent and comments, "The breakfast doesn't taste as good as before, bro."It becomes clear to me why the breakfast lacks its previous flavour—Alice didn't prepare it. I had recently relieved her of her cooking duties, but now I realize that was a mistake. She possesses a unique talent that seems to infuse her dishes with a touch of magic.I should put Alice back to her previous job, including pleasing her master. I'm certain she can excel in both aspects."Edward, I understand why today's breakfast isn't up to par. But don't worry, I'll make sure you have a delicious lunch." I assure him with a smile."Okay, bro." He responds, relieved by my reassurance.Shifting the conversation, I inquire about the progress of my ex-submissive. I ask him, taking a sip of juice from my glass. "
As I finish preparing lunch, my mind is consumed with anticipation of my upcoming meeting with my Master at his office. The thought of being in his presence again, feeling his dominance and control, sends shivers down my spine. I can’t deny the allure and the strange pleasure that comes from submitting to him.After putting the finishing touches on the meal, I quickly freshen up, making sure I look presentable for him. With each passing minute, my excitement grows, and I can feel the dampness between my thighs, a constant reminder of my heightened arousal.As I step outside the mansion, I see a sleek black car waiting for me; the driver holding the door open. I enter the vehicle, feeling a mix of apprehension and desire. Nervous silence fills the car on the drive to the Master's office, the anticipation intensifying with every passing street.Finally, we arrive at our destination, and the driver opens the door for me. I step out onto the pavement, taking in the impressive building be
When I return to the mansion, Mia runs towards me with a look of concern. “Alice, where have you been? Aunt Rose-” Her voice trails off as she notices the marks on my chin and neck, her brows furrowing in confusion. “What happened? Who did this to you?” She enquires, her words laced with worry.“Mia, I went to meet my boyfriend, and his ex-girlfriend attacked me.” I lie to her.I wish he was my boyfriend, but unfortunately, he is already in a relationship with her.“Boyfriend? Ex-girlfriend? What are you talking about?” Mia looks puzzled, seeking clarification.“I’ll explain everything another time. But first, tell me what you were saying about Aunt Rose.” I reply, eager to change the subject.“Aunt Rose had to leave the mansion. The Wilson brothers transferred her to their father’s estate.”Mia's words made it clear to me that Alexander Sir had arranged it, because of my request to keep our relationship a secret from Aunt Rose.How could he just send her away from me? I had already
Alexander’s P.O.V.At a quarter past nine, I turn the doorknob and enter my room. The moonlight is coming through the parted curtains and casting a silvery glow across the space.Alice stands with her back turned, lost in thought, her delicate fingers tracing patterns on the windowpane. The gentle night breeze plays with her locks, causing them to dance and sway.As I switch on the lights, she turns toward me. Her eyes appear devoid of their usual shine, and her face has lost its previous radiance. I think it’s because of Aunt Rose, she is still upset.I stroll towards her, and my eyes widen in shock upon noticing marks on her chin.Who did this to my kitten? I frown and clutch my hands in rage.Nobody can leave such marks on my belongings. Whoever is responsible must face the consequences of harming what is mine.Curiosity mixed with concern, I stroke the marks on her chin with my thumb as I inquire, “Who did this?” In response, she closes her eyes, and a lone tear escapes, rolling d
Alice’s P.O.V.I stumble into my room, clutching my heels in my hands, and let them fall to the floor before collapsing onto my bed.My legs are still trembling from the intense orgasm I just experienced, and that monster shamelessly threw me out of his room.But despite everything, the orgasm was mind-blowing, and I can’t deny that I loved it.Master’s behaviour is quite confusing. Sometimes he acts like a normal human being, and other times he becomes ruthless. Today he rendered me speechless with his advice on standing up for myself when someone mistreats me.I felt relieved when he assured me that the office woman wasn’t his girlfriend. Thank God for that.I don’t understand why, but I have this feeling that he tries to portray himself as a monster to the world while hiding his true identity behind the facade.Lost in my thoughts, I eventually drift off to sleep.***Next morning,I wake up, slowly opening my eyes and stretching my arms above my head. As I rub my eyes, a soft yawn
Alice’s P.O.V.As I prepare lunch, my hands shake uncontrollably, the knife slipping from my grasp. I’m lost in the thoughts of what I witnessed this morning. Fear grips me tightly, refusing to let go. The horrifying images of Edward Sir’s cruelty towards Nancy, the sound of her screams, and the intensity of her suffering replay over and over in my mind.The sound of my ringing phone startles me; the caller ID displays “Master,” and a sense of dread washes over me. I take a deep breath to steady myself before answering the call.I bring the phone to my ear with trembling hands. “Hello, Master.” I say, my voice shaky but trying to maintain a composed tone.“Come to my office now.” He disconnects the call, saying this in a stern tone.“I’m so scared.” I murmur and tears trickle down my cheeks.“What happened, Alice? Why are you crying?” As Mia asks me, I rub off my tears with the back of my palm.“When the right time comes, I’ll tell you everything. Could you please manage my work here,