How Does The Master Know Tamayo Novels & Stories

He's not a puppy —--- he's Lorenzo Machado. I think my master isn't happy with my actions, he says,” sounding so sad and defeated. But wait, what do his words even mean?” Shit he keeps confusing me. I knit my brows and spin him to face me. I asked sternly,” what does the word master mean to you? Why do you call me that?” He purses his lips, silent, eyes avoiding mine. I grit my teeth, look at me,” I order!” He slowly opens those long thick lashes. Fuck, his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Master, I didn't mean to peek. I was just trying to get fresh air and then I saw that man kneeling down and then..." "Shut up." He glared, cocking his gun and pointing it at her head. "I hate when people peek or eavesdrop on things. Things they're not supposed to hear. How many lives do you have Bambi?" He asked. "None. I thought I had a life but right now seeing the situation I'm in Master. I don't have a life." She mumbled and he nodded, bringing the gun down. She was his after all and sooner or later he'd make sure she would become as docile as they all come to be after he was done with them.

She patted my sides. She stepped back and crossed her arms. Her face twisted in annoyance. I raised my eyebrows. “What are you looking for?” “I thought you were hiding something,” she muttered. Her eyes scanned the room one last time. “I couldn't possibly hide anything in this house,” I replied. “You guys watch me like a hawk.” Maya huffed. She smoothed down her apron. “The Master is back.” My stomach dropped. “He wants coffee,” she stated. “Now.” “Why?” I asked. My voice came out higher than I intended.

the voice of our master boomed from the room. Opening the door we quietly made our way inside. Our master was waiting beside his mate as she was seated comfortably on a wingback chair. Her eyes seemed a bit hazy as she smiled at us. It showed that she was under his mind's control, she mustn't be very genial so far. “Good morning, I hope you are having a pleasant time,” the doctor greeted them. He had been working for us for quite some time now and understood our ways. “We are, I need these results as soon as possible,” Master instructed while turning his attention towards his mate.

“But I can't leave…” “Does Liam know that you are here?” I asked seriously, because this was very important; I won't do anything without him knowing about it. “He does.” Scarlett stated. There was no trace of a lie in what she said. “The Master is a different person; I know my Master is still angry and irritated, even after a week has passed.” She then rounded my desk, and I turned my chair to face her, crossing my legs as she kneeled in front of me.

“Tyson has claimed her.” Every muscle in my body locks. They’re talking about me. Another voice answers. “It won’t matter. When the Master arrives, she’ll come willingly.” A cold wave crashes through me. Master? Who is the Master? I force myself to stay still. To breathe. To listen. “The barrier held?” “Perfectly. She’ll never find us.” If only they knew. Footsteps move closer. Too close. I press myself against the rough bark of an ancient oak, willing every part of me into silence.

He pecked my lips, and I replied, "Yes, Master." The car stopped, and we arrived at a massive mansion. I gawked at its grandeur, dwarfing even Master Romario's manor. Ken opened the door, and Master Romario stepped out, offering me his hand. I took it hesitantly, feeling anxious as we exited the car. Ken drove off, leaving us surrounded by staring strangers. "Relax," Master Romario whispered in my ear, but it wasn't that easy.

What if the beach house kind of added some magic to me and master's life and then, this house standing right in front of me, takes it all away. "Pet! Get the things in the trunk and stop standing there like a lost soul." Master yelled, from the door. I quickly shuffled out the car door and to the booth. I brought out our luggage and carried it back into the house. "Is there something on your mind slave?" Master asked curiously, staring at me as I climbed down the stairs. "Nothing, sir." I replied, my hands folded in front of me nervously. "Pet! Don't you lie to your master, pet! What's going on in that head of yours?" The look my master had in his eyes, made me not to even think of lying ag

“Your Master is so hard! It's hard to adopt! ” "Do you want to see and die?" Should I still ask that? At the same time, he pointed to the bond ring I was wearing. “It's only a matter of time before the crystal becomes black! If you do not find a way, it may be too late. ” "What am I going to do?" Tarantang chimay naman ako !!!

"Does the Master knows about this?" "Yeah! What do you think? He was the one that released me. Freddy is dead!" He expounded as the tunnel started falling apart. "Oh My God! Where is the Master?!" "He is going to the coven. He has to stop who is making the earthquake by blowing off the candles. Which is obviously not me?" He returned with a sullen look. "Oscar, I am sorry about --' "Now is not the time! We have to do what fhe Master asks of us!" He waved her off as they began running when that part of the building was collapsing.