Arrogant Young Master Template A Variation 4 Novels & Stories

They're the only ones who left me, I can't afford to lose them. "Please! Please!" I'm started to breathe heavily and also my vision is starting to blurry, I can't afford to lost consciousness! "Ho?" I heard their young master's foot step coming closer and closer to me until I saw his pair of shoes in front of me. "Then stand up" he command with his authority voice. Even though I was having a hard time standing up I still insisted and looked him straight in his golden eyes with the spiral crimson glowing on it. I wonder why he is the only one who has a spiral crimson on his eyes. Is it the reason why he's the young master of them all?

Then, Lil’ Hyde hurriedly tried to explain and said, “Please don’t worry, Lady Lysithea. I’ve smacked that man dead with one slap, so news about the Young Master didn't spread.” Lysithea immediately retracted her temperament, but she then frowned and said, “Tell me exactly what the situation was.” Lil’ Hyde did not dare to waste a moment as he hurriedly told her everything about the incident with Vulcan. After he was done, he then added, “The Young Master now has extraordinary martial arts skills and Vulcan is no match for him and has a lot of future potential to be seen. However, the only downside the Young Master has is that he’s rather benevolent. If I hadn’t arrived just in time the othe

The harness bit into her skin just enough to remind her who was in charge. Her master, a tall man named Dante, stood nearby. He wore black pants and a tight shirt that showed his strong muscles. His eyes were dark and intense as he looked at her. Lou's heart pounded in her chest. She was submissive, and this was what she craved. Dante picked up the whip from a nearby shelf. It was a short one with leather strands that would sting her skin.

Master leans forward on his chair while crossing one leg over another and tilts his head to the side. “You heard a rumour and you want me to confirm if it is true or not?” His eyes dart across the six of them and settle on the one who looks like the leader. “Not at all Master” he falls on his face, “we dare not make decisions for the only descendant of the moon goddess amongst us” Master immediately shoots out of his chair as the words reach his ear and I see him ball his hands into a fist. “What did you say?” He growls climbing down the little stairs in front of him.

After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his

‘’Hmm....’’ The young master briefly swept his gaze over my body with a look of disappointment. ‘’You’re not as alluring as the courtesans of the brothels, but your body will do for the night. Follow me.’’ He intended to grab my hand, but I avoided his touch. ‘’I’m afraid I have no recognition of the young master.’’ ‘’Ha!’’ He sneered loudly at my words. ‘’Another night, Another bastard with its foolish dignity.’’

That's the kind of disposition he had. Warren felt something else too. Since he was s master cultivator, Warren could tell that Young Master White had some Reiteki. He was definitely not an average cultivator as he was at D-Class mastery. Although he was nowhere close to Warren's level, he could still hold his own against your average Joe.

Move Roseanna. Just turn around before he does something bad to you. I don’t want to die this soon so I will take the stairs. But this man held my arm in a tight grip and pulled me back harshly. I lost my balance and ended up in his hard chest. Again. I looked stupefied at him. The elevator closed its gate leaving me and him all alone. “A hot girl.” He smirked. Despite wearing heel shoes I was a full head shorter than Aaron. “So-r-ry” I was stuttering. What the hell?

Cutting him in the middle, Young Master answered briefly, “Then, just throw him in the river after cutting his tongue.” “Alive?” I realized his voice became more serious, “Yes. Crocodiles will take care of him.” Taking long and steady steps, that Young Master approached me, stepping out of the darkness of that shabby basement. I felt an unwelcome surge of excitement the moment my eyes met with his sharp, hawk like eyes. He had dark amber hair, curling on his forehead. The clean, light look of him with that warm smile impressed me instantly but his both hands were covered with blood, creating a sharp contrast with his milky white shirt.

He looked offended and confused at the same time when Zachary’s men were laughing at him. He didn’t understand why they were so calm about this. His boss got that that young master’s red card and Zachary Dawson was not supposed to be this calm. Not to mention he seemed to bring only ten of his men. “You ugly bastard! Who you are talking to our young master like that?!” They snapped at him, made him almost flinched. He was not supposed to be scared but that man they called young master Dawson stood so tall and mighty in the middle really bring out the different dark aura.