Todos os capítulos de Humans Serve Cats: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

I slowly finished the last bite of tuna, savoring it and licking my lips in satisfaction.With 880 grand a year for cat food, I couldn't be happier."Are you done eating?" Ian set down his coffee cup. His gaze landed on me calmly, but it carried that unmistakable, commanding scrutiny.I nodded, and my ears twitched in response."Go lie down on the sofa," he ordered.I froze in silence.I couldn't hold it in. "M-My butt still hurts. Can I sit instead?"His gaze lingered on me for two seconds, as if weighing the truth of my words. Finally, he made a barely perceptible hum, which counted as consent.I sighed in relief and sat obediently on the sofa with a straight spine. I looked like a student waiting to be reprimanded by my teacher.The offer of 880 grand made me feel tall and proud.I had thought Ian would leave for the office, but instead, he made a phone call and canceled all his meetings for the day.He then sat across from me on a single sofa, opened his laptop, and star

"She's not a pet. She's mine."[Holy crap!][Ahhh!]['She's mine.' Mr. Hendrick just ended me. What kind of insane, domineering declaration of possession is this? So cool!][It's over, it's over. The male lead has really fallen for the trick. What about our female lead? I'm crying to death!]Ian held me firmly in his arms. The scrolling comments went berserk in my peripheral vision. In front of me stood two men on the verge of tearing into each other, and beside them, a visibly shaken Katie.Only one thought echoed in my head.That 880 grand was starting to feel dangerously hot.Ian's declaration that I belonged to him landed like a boulder hurled into a still abyss, sending tidal waves crashing through the silent living room.He had me locked tightly against him, my back pressed to his warm chest. Even my heartbeat seemed to sync with his. It was pounding hard enough to rattle my ears.I was done for.This time, it wasn't just my tail. It was my entire existence.I stiffen

Ian sat down across from me. It was the exact spot Ivan had occupied earlier. After retrieving a handkerchief, he meticulously wiped the armrest of the couch as though something filthy had been left behind.Only after doing this did he look at me again. Those unfathomable eyes closed around me like a net."You did well just now," he suddenly said.I blinked in confusion. I wasn't sure what he meant."You didn't cry or hide." There was the faintest trace of approval in his voice. "You have more backbone than Powder."There it was again.Powder.That pink-and-white cat whose tail he had personally cut off.Was he testing me earlier? Was he watching to see whether I would stand my ground beside my owner when facing an enemy, like a proper pet?The realization sent a chill down my spine."Umm." I licked my dry lips and forced myself to speak. "Ms. Stafford seemed really upset. Shouldn't you check on her?"After all, she was the female lead officially acknowledged by the comments

To be honest, the texture of the yarn ball was actually pretty good. It rolled silently across the floor.When Ian ate, I sat across from him and enjoyed my own custom-made cat meals that were prepared by a five-star hotel chef.There were steamed cod, boiled prawns, and occasionally even a small portion of premium wagyu.My dining standards were higher than his.As for the three core rules, he enforced them with absolute thoroughness.My ears could never be retracted. I would have my wound inspected once in the morning and again at night each day. At random intervals, he would also suddenly pause whatever he was doing and look at me. It was a signal.Whenever that happened, I had to set aside my yarn ball, put on my most existentially exhausted expression, and obediently murmur, "Master."He would usually respond with a simple hum before returning to his work as if nothing had happened.Only I knew that his typing rhythm always sped up ever so slightly.I strongly suspected h

[Catnip lollipops? What the heck is that for? Can humans even eat it?][Hahaha!]The moment I caught that scent, my legs went weak.It was catnip.For those of us in the cat race, this stuff was basically irresistible.My rational mind screamed at me to run, but my body disobeyed, inching one small step toward the gift box on its own.Right then, a hand suddenly grabbed my wrist.I turned around and met Ian's dark gaze.Without a word, he pulled me behind him. His tall frame blocked me completely. He then lifted his foot and, without hesitation, kicked the gift box over.The colorful lollipops scattered across the ground.A collective gasp rippled through the crowd."How dare you touch what's mine?" Ian glared at Ivan. His voice was ice-cold."No need to be so angry, Mr. Hendrick," Ivan replied with the same sleazy smile, but there wasn't the slightest warmth in his eyes. "If the kitten likes something, wouldn't it be better if more than one person gave it to her?""I get