Novel & Cerita Master Collection Volume 2

The master eyed the brown notebook, gently lifting them with his hand to open and read what was written. After scanning a long while, he noticed that all parts of the book have been covered with black magic. He quickly settled it down with a sour expression which Rose take as his disagreement to what he had seen written down there. “This belonged to her?” The master then took a long hum when she had nodded her head. “To tell you the truth, I don’t know who Hannah Maury is.”

So serious, Deffin ignored the person standing in front of him, the woman pursed her lips because of Deffin's behavior, but remembering her master's mandate, she politely held out the file on the table in front of her. "Excuse me, Young Master. These are PT Excelcomindo files that you should check." Deffin's eyes widened at the sound of a strange woman's voice in front of him, he quickly looked up to confirm his hearing. Deffin almost vomited his anger when he saw a slender woman in tight work clothes that wrapped around her body, but Brian's voice was heard first. "Excuse me, Young Master-" Brian did not continue his words after seeing that the person he was

By the time we’d drained the last one—swallowing load after load of hot cum, some of it dripping down our chins onto our breasts—we were soaked, masks slightly askew, pussies throbbing with need. The silver-haired host clapped once. “Excellent. Now… the Master will see you privately.” He led us down a long hallway to a luxurious bedroom suite. The “Master” waited there—a tall, commanding man in his late forties, impeccably dressed, with piercing eyes behind his mask. He dismissed the host and locked the door. “You two performed beautifully,” he said, voice like velvet. “Now I want the full show.”

'' Celia is a witch , Stella is fairy , Adam is Swordsman , Albert is spell caster '' the master said . '' What about that little girl ?'' asked Arthur . '' I am not a little girl , i am one hundred years old you fool , i can erase your existence from this world '' she shouted . '' Calm down , Noir is , her existence is closer to gods in this world she's the god , there's no magic or spell that she cannot use '' the master said . '' And what about you master ?'' asked Arthur . '' Me ? i am well a magician along with giants ability '' replied the master . '' She's the strongest here '' said Noir . '' Yes i have'nt been able to beat her yet '' said Adam .

Over the next week, Alina managed to complete the concept of her first collection, reflecting it in the album, for clarity. She even considered how best to arrange her collection in Master Spagnoli's shop. Given that they periodically called each other, the master was already impatient, promising not to wait and die of curiosity. Alina immediately showed a small part of the sketches and sketches to the master at the meeting, clearly explaining, reflecting in a pencil, her idea. And then she even brought a couple of blanks, including in the form of separate elements.

The floor was sprinkled with furs in great dark layers, the sort which ate you up, the sort which deadened out sound. At the center of the room, on a broad bed that was covered in blood-red silk, was the master. He lounged with casual arrogance, his robe loose enough to show his bare chest, a chalice of wine in his hand, and a naked woman in black mask beside him. He had never had company. The woman's red lips curved into a wicked smile that I'm sure didn't reach her eyes if i could see them right now. "Begin." My master's thick voice brought me back to reality.

A housekeeper lets me in and tells me Damien’s expecting me in his study, and I walk there with the canvas under my arm like a shield. He’s at his desk when I come in, jacket off, sleeves rolled, and he looks up in a way that makes my chest go tight and stupid. “I wanted this man” I want him to fill me up with his cock…shut up Lucas! I snapped back. “Anastasia said you’d be reviewing on her behalf,” I say, too fast, setting the canvas against the wall. “So I hear.” He comes around the desk, studies the painting for a long moment really studies it, not the polite glance-and-nod I expected. “It’s good. Better than good.”

The man just loved putting himself on a pedestal. We reached his private quarters and Maren held up a halting hand. "When you return, get back to me. There is something I need you to do." "Yes, Master Maren." There was a slave girl waiting at the door. She looked washed up the same way I was. And she was very pretty too. "Wait here until you are called," Maren instructed and left. We said nothing to each other until the door opened for us to enter. Lord Kael was waiting for us. He was wearing an unbuttoned red robe and pants. And on his right, was his visitor, who gleefully chuckled when he saw us.

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If anyone had to call the other master, it could as well be me clinging unto this mysterious guy's feet. He was straight up terrifying with his mouth closed. “You already are.” His fingers brushed my palm and I pulled away, my nostrils flaring up immediately. “Rule two, stay at least five meters away from me.” He raised a brow, his stormy eyes confused. “And don't give me that look.” “But Master.” “There, I'll name you Killan.” Then he beamed.