Third Person’s POV
“Are you a virgin?” Brett told Agatha they would discuss things to help her succeed in her seducing mission. However, Agatha couldn’t understand why he had to ask that question. Her face turned as red as a tomato. She felt so uncomfortable answering it. “W-Why do you need to ask me that question?” Agatha asked. “I told you. It’s important.” “WHY?” “Because I had to know if you have experience or not. So, answer the question. Are you a virgin or not?” Agatha gulped as she fanned her burning cheeks with her hands. She had no experience. She dated before, but they went as far as kissing. Agatha promised Mikhail that she would give her virginity once they graduated from college. Agatha isn’t old-fashioned. She was also looking forward to experiencing adulthood. Unfortunately, she and Mikhail broke up after they graduated. “If I don’t have experience, will you change your mind?” Agatha mumbled. Brett narrowed her beautiful eyes as he leaned closer. Creak. The bed creaked when he moved forward. He put his hands beside her, locking Agatha in his arms. Caught off guard, Agatha moved backward, away from the bed. But she wasn’t fast enough to avoid him. “So, you’re a virgin,” Brett whispered. Agatha stared at him up close and was bothered by his pretty face. She knew she had to hate this crazy guy who bought her as a slave. But a pretty face is a dangerous weapon. ‘I wanted to push him away, but my body couldn’t move,’ Agatha complained inwardly. When she barely pulled her spirit back, Agatha responded, “S-So what? No one said that being a virgin is a sin.” “Right,” Brett agreed with a smile. “In fact, that will make you more valuable. However, I need to ensure you were telling the truth.” He will check if she’s telling the truth? How? She only knew the answer when she felt his right-hand roam between her thighs. With widened eyes, Agatha hurriedly stopped him and shouted. “W-What are you doing!” Brett’s other hand grabbed both of Agatha’s wrists. He placed them upward and locked them tightly with his grip. He looked down at her with his eyes full of mischief and said, “Did you forget the contract you signed before? You should obey Brett Holmes. If I say, don’t move, then stay still.” His hand went inside her underwear, and he felt her pubic hair. “W-Wait!” Agatha tried to protest. But to no avail, Brett ignored her protest and entered his forefinger in her dry h*le. “Ugh!” “Does it hurt?” At his low voice, Agatha shrank unknowingly. She had no time to feel his touch because she had already been intimidated and had no previous experience. There was no way she could feel anything underneath. It was just sore without any caress. Brett watched her reaction. She looks so much in pain. As if nothing had happened, he pulled his fingers out when he saw the pain had brought tears to Agatha’s eyes. “Oh, right. You need to be ready first,” Brett whispered before he pulled his hand from his underwear. Agatha thought that he would finally let her go. However, Brett dug his hand into her center, caressing her panty and rubbing it up and down through the thin fabric. “Ahhh….” A moan, like a sigh, flowed through Agatha’s teeth. “St, stop.” “Shshss. You don’t have the right to order your master.” As Brett rubbed her clothed entrance with his finger, juices flowed on Agatha’s petals. Her panty was soaked with her sweet juice. ‘I am getting wet!’ Afraid and ashamed of Brett, Agatha tried to close her legs. But it was futile. Brett had already noticed her wetness. It meant she was ready to let him enter her again. And so, Brett slid her panty and then put his index finger inside her wet entrance. “Ugh! Hmmm!” Agatha’s hidden moan came out of her mouth. “Haaa…ahhh…” It was a pleasure she experienced for the first time in her life. Agatha felt so strange yet sweet that she could not tell ‘no’ to her master as firmly as before. She thought she should not let a stranger like him do this lewd thing to her, so Agatha moved her hips away from his finger. But that stimulated her even more. “Ahh…uck…” As she moved her hips, Brett dug his finger deeper than before. She was gradually drenched in pleasure, and her dry genitals were soggy with love fluids flowing down. “Hanng!” Brett smiled at the scent growing sweeter and sweeter. Then he started to move his finger in and out of her hole. “Oh my god… ahhh…” she moaned, wriggling her body as if she didn’t know where to incline. Each time his finger went deep, a moan that was sweeter than before flowed out of her mouth. “Ha, hank! Uh, huaa… uht!” She barely opened her eyes to look at his face. And when she saw him smirking at her while playing rough underneath, a sense of satisfaction filled her. She was reddened with excitement. It was then Brett put another finger inside. “Ack! You!” she shouted in beautiful pain. “You?” Brett whispered. “You shouldn’t call me that. It is supposed to be ‘Master.’” Brett stimulated her insides by drawing circles with his fingers as if widening her narrow vag*nal opening. “Ahhh…! You…” “Master. Call me master.” “M-Master!” Agatha called as if crying with nothing but seductive moans. As she shouted the sexy endearment, Agatha’s body trembled at the unfamiliar sensation. An even greater pleasure shivered through her body as the fingers reached the depths. “You’re really a virgin. It was so narrow, my slave,” Brett said, as his fingers poked back and forth instead of in circles. And he occasionally moved his fingers crossed and aroused in different places, driving Agatha crazy. “Uhh… Master, ahh!” “You’re choking your master’s finger, baby.” “Hmmm!” Agatha didn’t respond, as the pleasure was beyond tolerance. When his finger deeply moved in, her eyes seemed to flash white. However, Brett pulled out his finger, leaving Agatha with a feeling of regret. Following her heart, she unknowingly shook her back and followed his hand in the search for pleasure that wasn’t finished yet. “You want to finish?” “Uhk!” “Say it. Say: ‘Let me cum, master.’” Agatha gritted her teeth. She has high esteem and doesn’t want to succumb to him and say those lewd words. But because of his fingers, all negative emotions had disappeared. “C-Cum… Let me cum, please… Let me cum, master.” Brett looked down at Agatha with a sultry smile. Sweat forehead, disheveled hair, and a white body. He chose the perfect pawn to exact his revenge on Lanceil Grim. Because right now, Brett was suppressing his desire to take his pants off and shove his swelling c*ck in the virgin hole. ‘No. She had to stay a virgin until she could seduce Lanceil,’ having these thoughts which made him quite annoyed, Brett picked up his pace and played rough on her p*ssy. “Ahh! Ahhh! I felt weird… I…!” Spurt. Agatha saw white as her legs shook and her hips moved independently. Catching her breath, she collapsed on the bed. “Haah… Haa… haa…” A strong sweet scent filled the room. Agatha found out about the world of adulthood. It was scary yet exciting at the same time. Brett pulled out his hand and showed it to Agatha. When Agatha saw her liquid flowing on his fingers, she realized how crazy she was to let her do that thing! Yet, she couldn’t say anything but blush in shame. “Paying 5 million dollars was worth it,” Brett chuckled before licking his wet fingers.Agatha’s POVIt’s been two weeks since I signed the contract with Brett. During those two weeks, Brett told me everything I needed about Lanceil Grim. He taught me Lanceil’s ideal type, favorite food, hobbies, and weaknesses. I know that Brett was telling me all of those so that I could do well with my mission. However, it made me so annoyed that after he checked my virginity with his f*cking hand, he pretended nothing happened.‘What a bastard.’ Even so, there was a huge change in my body after I experienced my first cum. Honestly, it was thrilling, and felt like my body was flowing. ‘I am crazy. I shouldn’t think about that anymore!’ I shook my head and tried to focus on what was before me. And in front of me, there was a door. Yes. A door. It was then I remembered that I was standing in front of Mr. Lanceil’s condominium. Today, I am going to meet my target. He is the only way for me to escape from the slave contract.‘Focus Agatha. Remember the reason why you came here.’ I
It’s been two weeks since I started working as Lanceil’s maid. However, my mission to seduce him did not advance because he was busy with work. At home, he would lock himself in his office and warn me not to go inside. “It is impossible to terminate the slave contract if this continues.” I need to make the extra effort. Tonight, he will come back after his long business trip. I will cook his favorite foods for dinner and gain points. Therefore, when I finished cleaning, I left the condominium to buy ingredients at the Supermarket. ‘Let’s not lose hope. I still have many days le…’ “Psst~” I lifted my head and looked at the man who called me in an ungentle manner. ‘What is he doing here?!’ My eyes widened at Adam Hendrix! The owner of the loan shark company and the man who sold me to Brett! That bastard gave me an excessively cheerful smile far from his usual expression as he leaned on a streetlamp post, and then he raised his hand mid-air, waving enthusiasticall
Agatha pulled Adam inside the narrowed alleyway. The space was so small, and it could only occupy two people simultaneously. Blinking swiftly, Adam looked at the woman in front of him. She was stunning. Black long hair, pale white skin, round eyes with long lashes, and red lips. No wonder why a billionaire like Brett chose Agatha as his slave. ‘Did he have fun with this lady? How much did he go?’ Adam wondered. His eyes traced her body. Her luscious lips. Her deep collarbone. Her white neck. Her slender shoulder. When his eyes went more down, he saw her bust. He didn’t notice it when they met for the first time, but now, Adam could tell that she had a good body. A body that can make a man kneel on her feet. Adam felt his blood boil. He slept with many women before, but hiding in a narrow alleyway felt so sexy to Adam. Maybe because he loves the rush of adrenaline. He slowly moved his waist backward to avoid letting Agatha know he was getting a b*ner. Adam took
Agatha’s POV When I saw the scar on his chest, the first person I thought of was Mikhail. ‘His father abused him when he was young with a cigarette butt.’ My mind was drifting far away while buying groceries in the Supermarket. It was surprising to meet Mr. Adam. But I couldn’t help thinking about what Sebastian and Dominic talked about before. [“Why don’t you forget Agatha? She’s not in our league anyway. I heard that she was living like a beggar after her father's death. We don’t need a beggar in our circle, Sebastian. Didn’t you hear what happened to her and Mikhail? They broke up and…”] I didn’t hear the rest of it because Mr. Adam covered my ears. Although I hate Mr. Adam, I was sincerely thankful. It would be so unbearable for me to hear how Sebastian answered Dominic. He was my precious best friend. But I knew staying away from him was the best choice. ‘I can’t meet him now in this messy situation.’ I shook my head and tried to focus on my job. ‘Sir Lanceil
Third Person’s POV Lanceil went home feeling tired. He would go straight to his bed and nap before showering. But when he went inside his condominium, he forgot the fatigue. The shock made him feel so alive as he stared at his maid and brother lying on the sofa. “What the hell is this?” Lanceil asked. Agatha and Vincent looked back at him in unison. Agatha’s wet eyes widened while Vincent remained nonchalant. “S-Sir!” Agatha gasped. He pushed Vincent away, and the two of them stood up. Agatha wiped her eyes and stared at the stunned Lanceil. ‘I have to seduce Lanceil, but he caught me lying on the sofa with his brother. Great! I will look like a bitch!’ Agatha complained inwardly. “Oh, brother. You are here,” Vincent greeted casually. Agatha could not believe how he could play it cool when she was trembling in anxiousness. Lanceil finally closed his mouth. He looked alternately at the two before his voice returned. “What did you do to my maid?” Fortunately, it se
The following day, Lanceil and Vincent left the house.Lanceil went to work. As for Vincent, Agatha wasn’t interested at all. She spent another day cleaning around. There was another work because Lanceil asked her to clean the other room so his brother could stay with them.“That dirty sh*t. Why does he have to stay here?!” She angrily put the crab-marinated sauce in the Tupperware while thinking of Vincent. “This is torture.”Agatha was anxious about Vincent. Although Vincent has no clue to prove that Agatha approached Lanceil purposely, she is still bothered. She looked at the crab-marinated sauce in front of her. Lanceil loves this dish. Brett told her that. “What’s the point of cooking his favorite food? He never eats when he’s at home,” Agatha said. Lanceil purposely doesn’t stay home. “I don’t know if he is being a gentleman or just purely cold.”She clicked her tongue. “He doesn’t even remember my name.” Agatha wanted to give up on her mission. And just when she thoug
Agatha’s POV“Yes!” I quickly covered my mouth after shouting out loud. With a bright smile on my face, I sat up while looking at the email I received just now. [“Congratulations, Agatha Samson! You passed the review test for the Joyreed Review Center. Your study time will start as soon as you get your ID from the center. You can choose which time you prefer. Congratulations again! We hope to see you!”] I put my phone on my chest and thanked God for giving me this chance. Now that I can review for the board exam, I will have the chance to take the exam next year. “I can do it.” All of the problems and worries which were bugging my head these past few days disappeared for a moment.Who cares if Lanceil doesn’t fall for me? I still have time. And Vincent? He cannot kick me out even if no matter how much he tries. I don’t need to think about Brett too. That morning when I was so optimistic about my future, I thought nothing would stop me. But when night falls and I finished dres
Third Person’s POVVincent just finished taking a bath. While drying his blonde hair, he walked out of his room and saw the maid outside his brother’s office.Agatha was stomping her feet while covering her face. Vincent thought it was a funny sight. He leaned on the doorsill, opened his bathrobe slightly so his chest would be seen, and then he called Agatha. “What happened to you?” Agatha put down her hands and looked at him. Her face was as red as a tomato. Vincent was certain something happened inside the office. ‘Did she succeed in seducing my brother? But she looks embarrassed,’ Vincent thought. Sneering, Vincent inquired, “What were you doing inside my brother’s office?” Vincent, who was only wearing a bathrobe, asked. Agatha stood straight and was in a grimace.She was so happy at the good news that she passed the review test. Agatha hoped that she would stay happy from morning till midnight. But she embarrassed herself to Lanceil, and now she encountered Vincent. ‘W