The next few days passed in a very regular manner. Breakfast with Reyes, piano practice, stroll in the garden, lunch with Reyes, reading and another piano practice, dinner with Reyes back to her room and waiting whether or not he will call for her. For the past two days he didn’t. Slowly Arya learned about life in the mansion. Her Master liked having everything under control, he knew every servant and their schedule. There was no place for slacking; everyone knew what they were supposed to do. What was worse, everyone kept quiet. She didn’t come across a single gossiping person.Her Master was a mystery herself, she learned nothing about him. The only thing she knew was that he was obsessed with control. He was controlling her day schedule, what she was eating, reading and sometimes even what she was wearing. He spends a lot of time in his study. He left the mansion once or twice but he was always back for the meals. Today some people were visiting him so she was ordered to stay in he

 The week was long as fuck. Arya was reading or sleeping; she also took long warm baths. The only interruption to her solicitude was the appearance of the butler three times a day bringing her food. After the fourth day Jason started a conversation.“Madam, Master isn’t a bad person. If you ask him for forgiveness he will let you out of this room.”Arya looked at the butler, smiled and retorted.“Thank you for your advice sir.” Then nothing, she wasn’t willing to admit to any mistake, she wasn’t a perverted control freak.Jason stood for a moment waiting for her to say something more but Arya kept quiet.“Enjoy your food madam.”

 When they reached the mansion Arya’s head was a mush. Those pheromones of his made her drunk, she was horny. She could barely walk. She had no idea that Alphas pheromones could affect her to that extent.“You are so responsive, I bet your underwear is already soaked. Are you ready for me?” His deep voice was so seductive.“Yes Alpha.” Something absolute primal responded to his question.She actually had no clue how they got to her room, he must have carried her there. As he placed her on the bed she managed to wrap her arms around his neck. She didn’t want to part with him. As he was trying to straighten his back she grabbed his hair.“Who allowed you to let go of me?” Arya’s eyes darkened and she sat do

The Society. Nobody wanted to be a pariah, being part of The Society meant you were somebody, you achieved something. The Society could chew you up and spit you out or make you raise to the top. Noble people were most welcomed and desired as everybody sought their companion and wanted to be noticed by an earl, baron or the duke. Recently new group of people has been added to The Society, the rich ones. Being a noble person doesn’t always equal to being wealthy. Quite often the nobles were on the verge of bankruptcy than marrying a nouveau riche might be a life saving matter, thus marriages of that kind occurred more often. Mr and Mrs Netherfells were an example of such marriage.Mrs Netherfel was a plain plump Beta in her thirties, her father was a successful merchant in the vine business. Her husband was the second son of baron, tall, lanky Alpha with piercing blue eyes a bit older than his wife. He had that sophisticated look of being bored wherever he was, as if his presence was a

The breakfast mood was a bit off. Arya wasn’t sure why so she was sitting quietly eating a toast with some strawberry jam. It tasted really good and Arya smiled to herself thinking back to a time when she only could dream about eating stuff like that.“You seem quite happy.” She heard Mr Reyes interrupting the silence.“Yes, I enjoy the meal as the food is delicious.” She smiled.Mr Reyes looked at her plate with the single toast.“What have you been eating at the Institution?”“Well Master a slice of bread and tea for breakfast and some soup for dinner.” Aria took another bite.“That’s it?”“Yeah.” Arya shrugs her arms. Silence again. One could only hear the crunching of toast.“I’ll be busy today, I will allow you to go to the city. Jason will come along with you. You may do some shopping and eat at a restaurant. You will be back home for dinner.” He wiped his mouth and laid a napkin aside.Arya was taken aback for a brief moment.“Thank you Master.” She managed to spill out. He was