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"Look at me young lady, I've got a lot of responsibilities and you won't be the reason I slow down. I'll kill without blinking so don't you fucking waste my time with your silly replies and my name leaving your lips. It's Master from your filthy lying mouth!" He roared and I vibrated, shaking in fear. "Yes, Master!"

I say and they stop arguing to say goodbye. "Just leave your cup in the car I'll put it in the bin," Cole says and I leave my empty boba cup. I shut the door and walk up to the house. I ring the doorbell and wait patiently for Master to let me into his mansion. When the door opens I see Master is stood in a grey suit and I swear my underwear gets wet just at the sight. "Hello Master," I say respectfully.

Henry hissed. "Okay, listen to me. I'll teach you things you don't understand, okay?" "Thank you. I'd love to learn. You're a better Master." Wow. "How many masters do you report to?" "I have you. The older Master Brainne. And you, Master Henry." "Master Brainne. Did he leave a message?" "No." "An instruction?" "Many instructions. I should watch you. Some codes I should keep a secret." Wow. "Did you ask him why?"

"Master... Please... Master... Stop..." I struggle to try to get my feet to grip the bed. The Master has never scared me like this before, even with his punishments and some of his punishments are scary but never he himself. The Master quickly leans forward, pushing my hands off of his chest and out of the way so he can grab my hips once more, pulling them more into him. I whimper again and start to sob, "Please, Master... No Stop... MASTER!... PLEASE STOP!..."

"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."

"No offense but... I think there's a misunderstanding here. My name is Christiana; Christiana Crownway and right now... I need to get back home " "So if you won't mind giving me something to wear. I can't leave like this " Christiana pointed to her naked self. "We're sorry, Young Mistress but we can't help you with that. We're here to bathe you so please come with us. Young Master won't be happy waiting for you for a long time " "Who is this so-called young Master? " Christiana wondered. From the way the maids were mentioning his name with so much respect, she could tell this so-called Young Master must be really powerful and maybe...

I nodded my head "Take me to him." He nodded and went into a room while I quietly followed behind him, he made me sit and said "Just wait a moment, I will call the master here." I nodded as he went in and within a few minutes the master was in front of me with a wide smile on his face. I looked at him and realized that he looked younger than he was, if I consider in human age, he was in his thirties but the person in front of me looked like he was in his twenties and the way he looked at me was different too. I hoped that I was having illusions but I could see the lust in his eyes which was unacceptable because

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The door closed behind him, leaving Finn alone with the master. "One moment," the master mumbled, dipping the pen in the inkwell. Finn stood stiffly. His uneasy eyes followed the master as he proceeded to write, but the old man's face was undecipherable. As oft before, Finn's nosiness was awakened by the guardsmen's moniker for their master: The Master of Old Priest. He could account for it only by his thick silver hair, which is presently bound in a tight string at the nape of his neck.

The master is fifty-three now and the intimidating aura that comes with his presence hasn't waned one bit. That was the reason I submitted to him three years ago when he found me at the abandoned scrapyard fighting for my life against those rogues. Every other person addresses him as Alpha Maguire, but I call him my master. I call him my lord. The least I can ever call him is my boss. He earned every ounce of respect I have for him. “You boys will never stop this attitude of arguing unnecessarily,” the master say as he reaches the table. I rise from my seat, rushing over to his and pulling it out for him.

"But I've realized there's more to life than revenge." His words hung in the air, leaving me wondering... Was it the truth? Or a clever lie? Only time would tell. Lucas's evasive answer left me unsettled. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was hiding something. To distract myself, I brought up the Master. "Lucas, who is the Master?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Lucas's expression turned serious. "The Master is...ancient," he began. "Over 1800 years old."