All Chapters of How to tame a Master: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

 It is astounding how things change in one’s life. Just a moment ago she was standing with tears in her eyes on the top of a hill with a diamond ring and embracing her Alpha. Now she was here, laying on the bed in their playroom. It all happened so smoothly. She was caught within the emotion as they kissed. She got excited and her pheromones went crazy. Her Alpha smiled in a strange way and after teasing her for a bit she agreed to head back home to have fun together. Right, she almost forgot what kind of an asshole he could be.This very moment she was laying on the bed with tied hands. Her Master enjoyed bondage and took his time tying her hands as well as her legs, which were now spread. It was restricting but wasn’t uncomfortable, the feeling of a rope on her skin was actually quite erotic. Then he slowly pushed a dildo inside her and stopped, leaving her like that. Shit. She f

The door was opened and a tall elegant looking man faced Aya.“Good afternoon sir.” She greeted him.The man bowed a bit.“Good afternoon Miss Arya.” He was leaving and Arya went inside. As soon as the door closed Arya asked.“Who was that, Silas?” After engagement he decided that she should call him by his name, the Master thing was saved for the playroom. That was definitely a huge step forward.“Just a man who works for me to collect some information.” Silas smiled and placed a peck on her forehead. “Do you happen to know anything about that burglary in my workshop?” Arya sat down opposite the desk.“Unfortunately no, there were no traces and no witnesses. I’m sorry.” Silas sat down behind his desk.“Hmm, I have a request. Today I met an old acquaintance from Institution, her name is Megan. She was sold to a brothel, she’s around my age and I feel sorry for her.” Arya lowered her gaze, she knew she was asking about much but Megan was worth it despite her recent reaction.“You want

Fredric Bailey was a good looking man in his late forties. His hair had the light ouch of grayish color yet the way he was walking and his erect posture made him look younger. He was wearing a dark gray suit and a walking cane, that was an accessory rather than something he needed for walking.He had this noble atmosphere around him, even now sitting opposite Mr Reyes, he didn’t look like a man who came here to beg for favors. Baron Fredric Bailey had a serious expression and his way of speaking was very composed.“Mr Reyes, I’m glad you have found time for a meeting. I have a few issues I need to discuss with you.”“The pleasure is all mine.” Mr Reyes leaned comfortably and crossed his arms waiting for the other party to continue.“As you surely are aware Mr Reyes your recent actions have interfered with so far established ways of doing business. I believe as gentlemens we can find a proper solution that would be beneficial for both of us.” Then there was a pause. Baron was waiting f

Arya was taking a deep breath in and out. It was a moment of quiet for the first time this morning. She woke up early as usual and then a bunch of maids entered her private room. Arya was washed, some creamy mask was put on her face, her body was rubbed with a fragrant and relaxing oil. Next was her hair, it was dried and turned into curls and then pinned up and decorated with white flowers. Later was break time for Arya to eat something. After putting on some makeup Arya was dressed. The dress was magnificent, with sparkling lace, underlining her breast and waist, making her look princess-like. The maids even helped her put on earrings and a necklace of course. It all looked very expensive and Arya felt like some heroine out of a romance novel. After all that hustle and bustle she was finally left alone to rest for a bit before the ceremony would start. Arya came to the window, it was late autumn. Winter will soon paint the whole garden in white and grayish tones. Not even a year a

Winter was slowly coming to an end. Every day the sun was shining a little bit brighter and longer. Every morning Arya was watching her reflection in the mirror carefully. Her body was changing. The belly was slowly growing and each time Ary was touching it she felt that the child was a real thing. Inside her a new life was growing.“You look amazing.” Her husband sometimes was hugging her from behind while his hands were resting against her belly. Then he would usually place a kiss on her nape and advise her to rest, relax and eat. Yet Arya’s conviction was firm, she wanted to stay active. Her underwear brand was doing well. Two weeks ago some new designs were presented and immediately picked up interest. Right now she was selling not only in her husband’s shop but also in two other places. The income was good enough to maintain all the costs and earn her a nice sum every month. Of course it wasn’t near as much as Silas would earn, still Arya felt satisfied that she was also contrib