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He whispered. "Controlla te stesso e questa dannata sensazione. È solo una fottuta amante. Solo un'amante nient'altro!" He mumbled to himself nodding in his head. (-Control yourself and this damn feeling. She's just a fucking mistress. Just a mistress nothing else!) He made his mind. He wouldn't be bothered by whatever she does anymore. She can do the fuck she wants he wouldn't give two fucks about it like he was unbothered by his previous mistresses.

"Are you certain you would not have your tea in your study, Mikail? It is a much less frequented room and you are less likely to be disturbed." Kollin looked harder at Ansel, "I am not a lord and do not wish to be addressed as such, Ansel. My name is Kollin and that will be sufficient for any who wish to address me, but I am curious why you would address me as lord and your master by his given name." Mikail said, "Yes, perhaps the study would be a better place for tea today, Ansel."

The Master was a Rank 2 Ultimate Emperor Ranked Realm Gene Fighters, which was an absolute truth! "Haha." Instead of getting angry, Master laughed. "Junior, do you mean that you are stronger than me?" All the disciples of the Spirit Organization present looked at Lucas, waiting for Lucas' answer. "I am not much stronger than you." Lucas looked at Master of the Spirit Organization, adding, "But it can kill you in seconds."

‘That… That’s impossible! Master has achieved the Three Treasures Integration, the Five Spirits Integration, the Limitless Body, and the Ultimate Serenity. He can even fuse the Wuia Palace’s Four Treasures of Nothingness and wield all eighty halls’ powers. Moreover, Master possesses the Caeloros Supreme’s Cultivation Heart. With all that combined, his power would be equivalent to that of a Caeloros God. He would be completely unbeatable in the Haleth Realm,’ Lesia pondered.

A Master is not a person who only relishes the benefits that his superior status entitles him. Certainly, all of these characteristics could and often do exist within a Master. He may be demanding and at times selfish. He may genuinely enjoy and even be aroused by the power that he has over a sub. He may be able to expertly control his emotions, issuing his commands and enforcing his discipline with stone-faced determination.

A Beast Tamer Master sometimes can understand the spirit beasts' language. A Music Master is a profession that can use instruments as weapons. They will use any instrument to hypnotize or control the mind of anyone who would hear the instrument. They could also kill someone by making their heart beats fast, and explode their eyes and ears. An Armament Master is a profession that could able to make extraordinary weapons, ships, armors, and more. A lot of cultivators wanted an Armament Master to build their weapon as they could build a divine weapon if they reached a certain level.

Wrong question, that's a dead end. “Master seems quite busy, what does he do?” “He owns a chain of shops and some restaurants and clubs.” OK, that was something, now it comes… “Mr Reyes isn’t a noble, is he?” There was a long awkward silence. “What are you implying?” His tone got a hundred degrees colder. Fuck she pissed him. He must be one of the loyal ones. “I’m just trying to learn something about him. I was just wondering how did he manage to achieve all this, alone without any support? He must be an amazing businessman.” There, she made him a compliment about his beloved master.

MYRA The moment we left Young Master's room, Madame Beatrice stopped walking and turned toward me. I immediately knew what was coming. "You are unbelievable." I blinked. "Ma'am?" "You talked back to the Young Master." The disappointment in her voice should have made me feel guilty. Instead, I noticed something strange. She looked more surprised than angry. "I apologize." "You called him a rude billionaire." I cleared my throat. "Technically, I only defended myself." Madame Beatrice stared at me.

His contact was merciless whilst he spoke, "Just allow it occur, be an excellent little rape bunny." "Please... please, I do not even know you." He licked up my cheek, tasting the thick, warm drops there, and his breath shook with darkish strength whilst he fucked me, a lot so that it made me cry all of the tougher. It was quite rattling clean that any begging or warfare I gave him would not prevent him. He favored it. "Let us introduce ourselves. I am Master."

When we got to the room, all I wanted to do was lay down. 'You will obey me when I tell you something. You are my pet; I am your master. Do you understand me? ' I did not want to speak. I did not want to hear his words; to accept my fate. Sebastian was right. I was to be enslaved. "Yes Kilian, I understand..."