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Young master Part16 "Hello ...." a smirk at the door. Khan who saw the arrival of Roberto Mose, immediately bowed respectfully. "My lord...." Khan said. All eyes turned to Roberto, and the businessmen who came to the Khan Tones show, of course, recognized the man very well. "Young master Mose, welcome welcome." Mike Tones shook the man's hand. "It's an honor, my lord, to have you come to our little party," continued Mike Tones.

I slowly turned around to face my nightmare with fairytale-like beauty. Master was looking at me more like killing me with his eyes. His eyes held possessiveness and anger. It was not jealousy instead it was a rage. A rage of seeing someone else touching his possession. His dagger-like gaze turned to that man who seemed to unaffected by his murderous glare. “Stay away from my woman Sinister.” I froze in my place hearing his name. Sinister. Sinister Valentino. Master’s brother. Something flashes in his eyes when he heard Master’s words turning his mesmerizing gaze towards me making eye contact.

Chapter:5 ****** A handsome man lay on his bed stripped off his items of clothing as slaves lazily tried to bring him pleasure. A slave girl sat on him while she rides him as another worked on trailing kisses down his legs. A gentle male slave lies beside him as he ran his hands up and down Their Master's chest. But the receiver wasn't in the mood for such foreplay. His body, heart, and soul were completely owned by the thoughts of just one man. Gouria didn't want to send the slaves out of his presence just yet, for fear of what might befall them, so he lay there staring pitifully at them as they worked his body.

The Master pulls back and I look into his eye and whisper, "What's?..." I don't get to finish as I scream again as one lot of pain stops and another engulfs me again. The Master then whispers, "Try to relax, my pet. You are entering into your first shift." I try to do as he says as he lifts me into his arms and then just sits down on the floor with me in his lap. Having him close and touching me seems to help, but then I scream once more as I start to hear bones creak and my joints pop. His hands feel good on me, helping me to focus and relax. I then let out one last scream that slowly changes into a howl.

… At two o'clock in the morning three days later, my phone began vibrating wildly. Seventeen missed calls—all from Oliver. Then the company tech group exploded with messages. [The system has crashed! All customer data is in chaos!] [Emergency! Who can fix the main server failure?] [The CEO has been alerted—everyone in tech, return to the company immediately!] I turned over in bed and quietly watched the screen flash, a cold smile curling at the corner of my mouth. That pleasure surged through me like a tide, and I couldn't help laughing out loud.