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Between Lust and Pride

Autor: Risca Amelia
last update Data de publicação: 2026-04-27 00:31:29

In a cornered position, a sudden idea flashed through Moza’s mind.

"I beg you to listen to my explanation first, Young Master," Moza ventured, her voice regaining its strength. "Little Miss Abigail asked me to read her a story. I sat in the chair, and for some reason, I fell asleep. Perhaps because today has been utterly exhausting."

Dastan’s expression remained unchanged, still radiating a dangerous dominance. However, he did not interrupt. He was like a predator who smelled a hint of deceptio
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  • Owned by the Five Dominant Masters   A Seductive Appearance

    Moza rushed out of Dastan’s room, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs. The night air in the second-floor corridor felt colder than before, as if the very walls of the mansion held secrets that were on the verge of being exposed.She hurried toward the grand staircase, but a hauntingly beautiful strain of violin music stopped her in her tracks. This wasn't a recording. It was live. Someone was playing with a raw, bleeding intensity. Moza’s gaze instinctively drifted toward the room at the far end—Kageo’s room."He’s still active at this hour?" Moza murmured, her curiosity piqued.Kageo—the man who supposedly couldn't stand for long, who sat in a wheelchair and needed to be fed—was playing the violin? Not only that, but the way the bow struck the strings was intense, like an explosion of emotions trapped within a melody. Was this music the only thing keeping him from succumbing to his illness?If Dastan appeared dangerous—cold, authoritarian, and in total control—Kageo was far m

  • Owned by the Five Dominant Masters   Between Lust and Pride

    In a cornered position, a sudden idea flashed through Moza’s mind."I beg you to listen to my explanation first, Young Master," Moza ventured, her voice regaining its strength. "Little Miss Abigail asked me to read her a story. I sat in the chair, and for some reason, I fell asleep. Perhaps because today has been utterly exhausting."Dastan’s expression remained unchanged, still radiating a dangerous dominance. However, he did not interrupt. He was like a predator who smelled a hint of deception yet was intrigued by the vulnerability of his prey."As for why I attacked you... it was because I dreamt I was being chased by a criminal. He wanted to assault me. When you touched my shoulder, I was still under the influence of that nightmare. I thought you were him."Moza’s voice trailed off into a whisper. She waited, heart hammering, for Dastan’s reaction to her seemingly ridiculous story. For a split second, she caught a flicker in his eyes—not of anger, but of doubt."You’re quite skill

  • Owned by the Five Dominant Masters   Helpless Beneath Him

    The man studied Moza with an unreadable expression. His icy gaze felt like a needle piercing through her spine."Who are you? Why are you sleeping in this room?"That baritone voice seeped into Moza’s consciousness like a painful echo from the past. In an instant, her half-awake mind snapped into full, tense alertness. This voice was similar—far too similar—to the man who had stolen her innocence in that dark bridal suite.Whether she was still trapped in a dream or her brain hadn't fully processed reality, Moza lost all sense of reason. Instead of answering, she bolted upright. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her eyes burning with a fury she had suppressed for years.Without a second thought, she lunged at him. Her right hand gripped the collar of his black shirt, pulling him down until his towering frame was forced to lean toward her."You monster! You maniac!" Moza screamed, her voice cracking with pure resentment. "You ruined my life!"The handsome man’s eyes widened, then narrow

  • Owned by the Five Dominant Masters   The Arrival of the First Master

    Despite the massive question marks lingering in her mind, Moza chose to walk away from the dining room. Behind her, Abigail’s cheerful laughter still echoed, but Moza focused on her primary task: delivering dinner to Master Markus.Having memorized the layout, she arrived at his room without trouble. She stood before the door and knocked three times, careful not to repeat the mistake she had made at Kageo’s room. Within moments, the private nurse opened the door and signaled her to enter.The atmosphere inside remained the same: warm, serene, and filled with the scent of sandalwood. However, Master Markus was no longer in bed. He sat at an antique desk, a gold pen in hand, writing intently in a book.Moza approached slowly and bowed. "Good evening, Grandmaster. I have brought your dinner.""Just leave it on the table near the bed. I am writing down my memories of Angela, my wife," Master Markus replied without looking up. He paused for a moment, his eyes fixed on the page as if lost i

  • Owned by the Five Dominant Masters   The Secret in the Broth

    Moza held her breath as she struggled to understand why Kageo had asked her to return tomorrow morning despite her two consecutive blunders.Regardless of his reasons, she had no intention of arguing. It was better to comply with his wishes for now so she could escape the suffocating atmosphere of his room."Very well, Young Master Kageo. I shall take my leave."Without waiting another second, Moza turned and closed the door with trembling care. Being alone with Kageo for too long felt dangerous.It wasn't just because of the mansion’s strict rules, but her own instincts were screaming at her to be cautious.Moza let out a long, shaky exhale while trying to erase the humiliating encounter from her mind. With hurried strides, she rushed down the stairs toward the first floor.The main kitchen was bustling with activity. Servants were busy transferring freshly cooked dishes onto crystal plates, and the air was thick with the savory aroma of roasted meat and rich broth.Thalia stood in t

  • Owned by the Five Dominant Masters   Tell Me… Did You Enjoy It?

    Secretly, Moza felt a wave of confusion at the glaring inconsistency between the strong Kageo she had just glimpsed, and the frail Kageo sitting before her.Was this some kind of game? Or was this the harsh reality of the rare illness he suffered from?Whatever the truth was, Moza was determined to seize this opportunity. She had to observe and understand who Kageo Limantara truly was—a man who appeared both fragile and dangerous at the same time.Seeing Moza still frozen in place, Kageo slowly maneuvered his wheelchair with both hands. He approached a small sofa and issued a quiet command."Sit. I cannot eat if you stand there like a statue."Faced with such a rebuke, Moza had no choice but to draw closer. She sat on the small sofa, barely half a meter away from him."Feed me one spoonful first. If it doesn't taste good, you may stop," Kageo murmured.As requested, Moza opened the lid of the pomegranate pudding. Its vibrant red hue stood out in stark contrast against Kageo’s pale ski

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