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The Scent Of My Arousal

Penulis: Seprai Harle
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-08-27 09:41:02

In the valley guarded by snow-coated greens and high, misty mountains lies the Whites’ family house. 

We visit only during Christmas, though celebrating it isn’t a thing.

We enjoy the holidays in our style nonetheless—like binge-watching rom-coms or stacking containers of Christmas cookies in the refrigerator or… I don’t know. But one wouldn’t find a trace of festive decorations, even hear a commentary about it in the mansion.

For as long as I can remember, this is our first time coming together for a celebration. And there are two halls prepared for it too.

I heave a sigh of exhaustion as I stand before the mirror in the servants’ quarters. 

My eyes are dull and nearly closing under tired lids. And I can still feel shock rolling in my belly at the fact that the mysterious heir to White group is my man. 

Gazing at the bonnet guarding my hair, I’m more about discarding this wretched apron of woe for something proper—one that looks even a tiny bit pleasing to the eyes.

A while back when Hunter arrived, he hadn’t noticed me. Of course, he wouldn’t. He doesn’t even know I’m here, talk more of being a servant. 

Maybe that’s a good thing. I’m not prepared to have his attention and too ashamed to stand in his presence in this manner.

But I soon find I’m conflicted.

I want him to set his gaze on me. Those green eyes that invite a provocative aura as if calling to Aphrodite herself fit more on my form. 

Damn... I want to see him run his eyes over me, and how I’d love to hear his thoughts when he’s imagining me bare.

“Fuck it,” I mumble while untying the apron, tossing it over my head before removing the bonnet altogether, letting a cascade of autumn-orange waves fall down my back.

As I hurry to the bathroom, I leave the rest of my garment in my trail.

The water’s hot, effusing steam, but I can barely feel its harshness. What tingles my skin is the thought of Hunter carrying himself with raw elegance and composure. Him walking on that wooden floorboard like the fucking world’s melting under his feet.

And his body proportion’s just fine. Perfect for my small frame. He could be my couch on a normal day. Or not, since I’ll be too busy riding him even faster than I would on a racehorse.

The videos of him I’ve seen don’t do justice to how he looks. Man’s drop-dead handsome, I mean. Hot too, like an inferno dwells in his fingertips awaiting to be unleashed.

He could be Hephaestus’s reincarnation set to torch the world to ash merely by his demeanor. And as the image of his smile and stare linger in my head, my fingers crawl south. 

I can’t control their movement. My brain cells aren’t doing that much. Hell, they aren’t doing shit!

The farthest I can go is teasing my clitoris. Hunter said he’d teach me these things, but didn’t. He claims he’s more of a physical person and would love it when I’m right in front of him as he watches my lips part the way they are now. 

He wants to hear me moan as I currently am, the sound bouncing off the walls, chin thrust up and eyes closed.

My other hand fondles my breasts as I release restrained gasps, my veins pumping blood like crazy. But turns out it’s no longer just blood. There are now tingles; coursing through me, rendering me breathless—high. High with pleasure.

My fingers are moving faster, which causes an itchy sensation in my hand. But I don’t stop. I can’t stop. Damn, I want the man. I’ve waited for so long too. But he feels so close, yet far to reach.

“Fucking hell,” I moan out, breathing. 

I can’t tell where I’m reaching—if it’s orgasm or just a point I can’t come down from. Plus, I don’t know what an orgasm feels like. A man has never touched me. I haven’t myself either. 

Now it feels like a force jerks my hands from my body; one desperate move bound to let Hunter finish what he started. 

He promised to be the first to ‘break’ me. And I want him to, so bad I can’t think straight. He might as well fucking live by his damn word!

Turning off the shower, I face the sink, placing my hands on the edge to hold my weight. That doesn’t stop me from shivering though—I don’t know if it’s nervousness or my sexual wants because I’m certain it isn't the cold.

This sick feeling dwelling in my gut makes me want to throw up. And for a moment, my head seems to play a joke on me when my view begins to spin.

The unease is soon ignored as I clothe myself in a khaki cargo skirt, which I wear with a dark woolen jacket over a brown long-sleeve top that clings around my form and, better yet, emphasizes my bell-shaped breasts. Perfect so far.

The clothes are among the things I had while I was a boss that the White family didn’t take from me even though they made sure I never put them on.

Today, however, I’ll give no frigging shit about them, show off my curves and overlook the fact that others mistake it for being overweight. It’s their fucking cup of tea after all.

I dash out of the servants’ quarters to make haste up the stairs barefoot, my strands bouncing against my back and arms as I push through crowded hallways until I arrive at Saturn’s room.

The girl is at lunch, which means perfect timing to steal her goodies.

I massage oil onto my scalp and gather the mane into a messy bun updo. Then I work a little on my face by hiding the eyebags, making my siren eyes look less tired.

As I do so, I hear continuous car honks and crowd cheers outside. Normally, I would ignore it. I hate crowds more than anything. But my nerves make me look through the window facing the mansion’s main entrance.

Dark marks of footprints and tire tracks contrast with the snow that’s the environment. And even though the fall isn’t heavy, the parked cars still have speckles of flakes on them.

Watching the chaos outside triggers my nervousness even more. I can’t help but heed the lingering thought that this adrenaline pumping through my veins will wear off once I stand before Hunter. And that isn’t very good. Not at all.

I’ll tell ya why.

~

The hall looks bright and palatial. There are steel banquet chairs arranged around each round table.

So many things would’ve caught my attention. But the star of my gaze stands six feet four tall on the podium.

I’m only now finding that the man could easily press my average self to the floor with his big hands. And his face… Gods! It’s more and more frustrating how my vagina keeps throbbing. Any moment now even my ovaries could explode. 

Do you want that now, Hunter? Maybe not. But who’d know? He’s busy having his damn fucking speech.

A round of applause reverberates through the hall when he steps down. Everyone rises to their feet; some approach him for a handshake before a group of people escort him out of the hall.

He’s heading to the dining hall, and my eyes still stick on him. 

He doesn’t see me. Yet, I’m praying he catches the scent—the smell of my arousal. With that, my mind begins a race for the game plan. 

I can’t decide between joining the maids to serve the meals or just sitting this one out and playing cool until Hunter notices me.

The second option may be the best, but I’m losing patience. I don’t know how long I can wait. And I badly want to speak with Hunter.

There’s much to say to him, nothing to do with the fact that he hid his true identity from me. I’ll not fault him for that. I hid mine too after all. Also, I know the kind of pressure that comes with being a White.

Going with the first option will expose the truth I’ve hidden from Hunter since the start of our relationship. But it makes no difference whichever way he finds out because as long as we’re together, he’s bound to know who I am.

I join a chain of servants heading to serve the main dish, meanwhile devising ways to grab Hunter’s attention without making my presence known to the others.

I’m taking in the surroundings from a distance. Dad Griffin and Hunter are sitting at each head of the table. Thankfully, my man’s on the nearest side, so I don’t have to move around the table to serve.

Saturn, however, is at Hunter’s right side, with Morton across her. 

The latter’s not paying much attention to what’s around him. One could likely record that he’s dead, and it’s just his corpse hunched over that side of the table where the food is scarce.

As the line moves further and I’m nearing the table, a thought springs to mind—I’ve fucking fallen for someone who’d have been my brother; the person we were all eager to meet ever since we heard of him long ago.

No one will blame me though, unless they haven’t met Hunter.

He’s the sweetest and softest at heart. Yet, on the outside, he looks brutal. And the shaded, intricate art on his neck and the back of his hands aren’t doing much to contradict that either.  

Hunter doesn’t seem to notice any of the servants approaching the table. I have to draw his attention somehow—maybe create commotion; like sliding a table knife to the floor next to him or dropping the tray of sushi rolls I’m carrying—without causing any damn commotion.

The two mentioned moves are cliché and will attract Saturn's unwanted attention, which I don’t want to happen. Even the Miss herself wouldn’t want her attention. She’d probably loathe herself more than I do.

When it’s my turn to serve, as I set the tray down, I catch sight of the petite vase near Hunter’s plate. 

Surely, anyone who has their food moved from their front would want to see who did the deed, which is why I nudge his plate with the vase in the guise of a slip. 

But my hand doesn’t go far before another grabs my wrist. It’s cold and drives a shudder through me, my lips parting when it squeezes my wrist softly.

My eyes flicker to where I connect with the man who now gazes at my leather bracelet—a gift; the first of several random ones Hunter sent me.

My heart pulses, threatening to pop from my chest, while my mind becomes a chaotic mess of joy and nervousness—kicking, screaming, bawling, throwing things excitedly.

I can only think of one thing: Hunter noticed me finally. 

He bloody fucking did!

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  • To Put A Leash On The Master   I See Black

    I stare at him for a second, then at Saturn, torn between the two who to approach first.After some seconds, I push through the crowd to the girl in a satin dress who has her butt crashing against her lover’s crotch with a glass of drink in hand.“Saturn, my phone, I need it now,” I demand, my voice raised over the music.Saturn lazily rises to her full height and turns to me with a nonchalant expression. Her tousled hair falls over her face, and her breath reeks of alcohol when she slurs, “Yourrr what?”“My damn phone!” I repeat. But I don’t think the girl’s listening.She shouts back, “Don’t know! You should find it in one of these hearths.” The fucking hearths? There’s about eleven of them and she expects me to start digging around each one for what, ashes?“Gods, no, Saturn!” I sigh. How did my phone end up there in the first place? Ask me again why the girl disgusts me.And the best she can do is burp. “Oops, sorry,” she says with a sheepish smile, starting a drunken giggle.I sho

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-08-29
  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Kill Me

    ~X~I know their names and looks. Father does too. Stuff took me a year and more to study that I might even begin to list the names of their fetuses.It’s my first time coming to Braevalle, and I’ve heard things about it. Good things. Like how the fruits are heavenly. And how unearthly their young girls look. And… I think the White Mansion took up sixty percent of these compliments—it also happens to be the first stop for tourists.Let me tell ya though, I find the whole thing exaggerated. Braevalle is just as good as every other place but also as quiet as a graveyard, which is bad. Really. Or maybe I hate too much silenc― ouch!Did I just see Hunter’s female guard hitting Heidi’s forehead against a boulder? Yes! And the impact rendered her unconscious on the woman’s body. I want to laugh but then if I do, I’ll be heard and exposed. I’m currently camouflaged in the environment and making a loud sound is… I won’t say it’s dangerous because no one knows me and they can’t catch me if I r

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-08-31
  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Fear What Fiend

    Behind me, Saturn lets out a short triumphant cackle. “Now, you’ll unlock your shit and hand it over, or I promise you, these girls will drag you straight to Dad Griffin. And we both know how quickly he’ll get this sorted before throwing you to the wolves.”Facts! Pure facts. And extremely unfortunate.I hadn’t fully considered the implications of anyone else finding out about my relationship with Hunter. But Saturn has it all figured out. The girl’s smart, I’ll give her that.“Dad Griffin’s rules are ironclad, you know. Having any relationship with commoners is a blunt no. In this case, baby girl, you are the commoner. You’ve seen him dole out harsh punishments for far less.”Hmm, true. Still―“You can’t be certain I have a relationship with Hunter,” I say. After all, the girl only saw a picture. Anyone would suspect I’m fangirling and I won’t fault them for that. What does a wealthy public figure have to do with a servant anyway? I’m sorry, Hunter.“Dad wouldn’t ask for evidence now

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-09-04
  • To Put A Leash On The Master   I'll Take Her

    After some time, Hunter turns to my direction, and my heart skips a beat as I instinctively lower my head. I shut my eyes and lips tight, screaming within.This nervousness’s crucifying me, only if I’m not already turned cold by the idea of Hunter staring at me—why does it even matterrrr?!“I’ll take her,” he declares, his sonorous voice cutting through Saturn’s words as it brings her chatter to a halt. I imagine her blinking, stunned, and trying to comprehend Hunter’s words. But I too am left bewildered. Hearing his voice in reality for the first time is like having an initial conversation with your celebrity crush. Maybe more than that.The sound is thrilling and exotic; lodges between my ovaries, creating butterflies and their dancing sensations. Anyone would fall for the man without setting eyes on his gorgeous physique.“Take her? For what, Brother?” Saturn’s annoying tone spoils the moment. Could someone beseech the girl to be quiet, even for a second? Her screeching voice is

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-09-04
  • To Put A Leash On The Master   A Game Of Lovers

    My new space looks breathtaking, not even in the least occupied by the king-sized bed against a wall across from the balcony’s windows. I don’t care to take in my new environment, but I do notice the view that’s a sky with shades of blue and white, fog gazing back from the distant mountains.The sight reminds me of my Villa. How I would sit on the balcony for hours, listening to the nightingales’ melodies while watching butterflies dance between steel railings.It’s a core memory, but I don’t intend to leave it that way for a long time. Just as I don’t want to make memories of this place too, as I’m unsure what this is about.Yivlen prepares a bath before I sink into the warm water and revel in its glee.It has been so long since I enjoyed such simple pleasures. Surely, a year and four months is enough to miss out on many things.“Your dress is set, ma’am, for the party,” Yivlen says, standing on edge at the door, and I regard her awhile.For some reason, I sense a strange tension cou

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-09-05
  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Heidi's POV

    I stumble back with a wince when I collide with something solid. There’s no pain but I’m rubbing my forehead, looking up to find the two hefty men clothed in all-black attires blocking my path. Their countenance is forbidding, much like Dad Griffin’s, although they’re Hunter’s bodyguards.I glance past them to find Hunter still at the counter, so close yet far to reach. He’s slipping from my fingers again and I can do nothing. Nothing. I haven’t fought a girl, so why try with two giants? I’ll just find a better way to talk with him. Or not talk with him at all even though curiosity gnaws at me.I hate being kept in the dark. And the more Hunter avoids me, the more I want to understand why, even as he isn’t allowing me to do so.Turning to leave, I’m stunned when the two men grab each of my arms. Their strong hands wrap completely around my arm, tight and painful.“Fucking let me go!” I scream, struggling to no avail until I end up outside the mansion, thrown into the damn snow.I wat

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-09-07
  • To Put A Leash On The Master   I See Black

    One of Hunter’s female guards is leaning against the wall and smoking. I’m going to lure her to a secluded spot, knock her out, and steal her uniform. The plan isn’t foolproof, but I have to try. It makes me regret not taking my combat training seriously over the past six years. I put out a shitty behavior back then. If only I knew I wouldn’t have a golden spoon in my mouth forever.Zipping up my jacket, I search for a heavy piece of rock and tuck it underneath, leaving my hands with it. “Hey,” I call as I approach the guard who looks at me without a reply. Standing beside her, I add, “The Whites prepared a treat for all the guards. I was asked to bring you.” The lie is sloppy, I know—judging from how the lady eyes me skeptically with her gaze sweeping from my head to my feet. She puffs out smoke and glances around to find the other guards in their stations then returns a questioning stare to me.I wave dismissively. “Oh, it’s done in batches. All the guards can’t leave their post

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-09-07
  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Kill Me

    My eyes widen. My heart skips a beat, lips sealed by confusion. But his tongue pressing against the latter creates a slit between.His warmth fills my mouth alongside the rich taste of berries and lavender, the most intoxicating effect flooding my senses before a surge of tingling sensations courses through me, mingling with an overwhelming heady feeling of floating.My eyes flutter shut as our lips move in sync. Our tongues meet in a sensual dance while matching the slow rhythm of our breaths.When I place my hand on Hunter’s jaw, he abruptly draws back to cut the kiss. Fuck, no, please. I’m starving. I want him. I’m longing for more. And I’m almost reaching to pull his head down as my eyes shoot open. “What was that for?” I whisper, searching his emotionless gaze. A faint smile tugs at his lips—a goddamn smile that shies away from his eye.I can’t believe I just shared my first kiss with him; I don’t understand the meaning behind his sudden display of affection either.I feel bo

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-09-08

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  • To Put A Leash On The Master   What If... A Travesty?

    I didn’t expect Hattie to be up so early after the previous wearing day. Wish she stayed in bed a bit longer, then I wouldn’t have to feel guilty for lying here while she’s in the kitchen working her ass off, although she’s getting her work’s worth.“Hell, the knives are loud,” I mumble as I stroll down the stairs. Hattie’s standing by the kitchen counter, dicing fast. It’s the sound that woke me; whack, whack, whack, it went like a cheetah sporting metal shoes in a race. “Morning, Hattie.”The woman doesn’t look up from her work. “Morning.” I zone out near the entryway, but it doesn’t mean I don’t notice Hattie glancing at me a few times as if silently asking me why I’m standing there. “It’s too early. You should be abed,” she utters before I take a few steps back to peek into the living room. The clock says past seven. Not too early if I were going to work.“I got tired of sleeping.”“Then if you’ll stand idle, I can’t have it. If you won’t, you better leave.” Damn, so hot-tong

  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Life's No Easy Feat

    Hattie caught me riffling through my wardrobe for comfortable clothes.Oh, I did not call Hunter. Instead, I texted Zavere to ask him for an update on his search.I’m growing worried for both of them, so at least knowing they’re safe could be some assurance. Though if one asks me, I don’t know why I’m bothered. I should be happier they’re gone. Unless I’m only eager to see Hunter return to face the repercussions of the mess he created.Speaking of mess…“Heidi, you made a big mess here.”I crane my neck, looking back to see Hattie standing far from the vomit like it’s an Abyss that’d swallow her once she stepped close.“Uh…” What do I say? I’m a grown-ass woman who ended up drunk and jelly-legged that I could have even pooped on the bed if the need arose. “I’m sorry, Hattie.” That’s all I can say, really.“This is an old habit, Heidi; apologize after doing the deed. Not very nice now, is it?” Right, someone

  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Heidi's POV

    “By the way, how’ve you been?” I ask; don’t know where that came from—it just slipped through my lips.“Do you really have to ask me that?” Vaddy’s laugh gradually dies down as she makes a rotating gesture with her index finger. “Look around. My parents are gone… AGAIN. And I’m hosting a biiggg countdown party. Why else could that be? Boredom. Loneliness. But you’re back now.”No. Not for long.“How about your boyfriend?” Another. Unintended. Question.“Good.” Vaddy sips her drink, looking at me from beneath her lashes. “Mhm…” Then she gulps the liquid hard and smacks her tongue. “Good.”“I miss when we used to fight over his steaks.”Vaddy sniggers but frowns two seconds later. “What steaks though? You haven’t met him.”“I did. Raphel, I think?”“Raphel? Who the heck is Raphel?” The hell? I’m confused for a while then… fuck! I should have first asked if she was still with him. It slipped my mind that Vaddy changes partners like she does her wardrobe. I often even mentioned how stran

  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Heidi's POV

    She struts toward me, spicing the walk with all her sassiness and whatnot. Typical of Vadarya when she’s vexed or in the mood to flirt. As she stops a few inches in front of me, she doesn’t bother to look down, only because her eyes are stuck on mine. But her lips certainly know what to say when they move. “Wrong attire, young lady.” She scoffs. “Big balls you’ve got to show your pathetic face here.” “I…” Jeez! The words have flown again. I’ll have to drink to ‘never have I needed to say rubbish in my life’. Like, at least say something, Heidi, come on! “Uhm…”“Uh. Uh. Your tongue dashed too?” Vadarya mocks.I sigh. “Vaddy…”“Get out.” When she speaks through gritted teeth, you know she’s not joking. And when she threatens with her half-filled, lowball glass right in front of your face… “This is not just a drink, Heidi. It’ll leave you blind a day or two, so save yourself the agony and leave.” …you know she’s code red. I’m not the type to wait around for the alarms to go off, so I

  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Heidi's POV

    Sound duppies would have a field day tonight if they weren’t on Christmas holiday (someone mentioned something about this. I can’t recall who).The analogy might not be true though. Ghosts are just fallacies after all. But I wish they were real. Then, I’d have summoned a few to shut the next Villa up.I had forgotten what it felt like to be Vadarya’s neighbor. It’s a hassle, not gonna lie. If the girl knew I were here, she’d be banging drunken fists on the door without minding the alarm screaming at her.She’s insane. That’s all I can say.

  • To Put A Leash On The Master   These Feelings I Breed

    / HEIDI /This headache will mince my brain to nice little cubes sooner than I’m able to find a painkiller in one of these fucking drawers.There used to be many of them—the painkillers, I mean—usually on the table, under the pillows, in the wardrobe, in the drawers, even on the damn floor. How I cannot find one when everything else in the room remains the same is not a mystery, but unsettling.“Fuck. I can’t be arsed,” I mutter just as my phone dings on the bed.Sitting on the floor and resting my back against the bed, I go through the meager, little thing that won’t stop buzzing―

  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Strange Situation

    / ZAVERE /When Heidi kissed me earlier, I did not know what went through her mind.What I do know is that it isn’t easy, or possible to simply switch off one’s feelings in three days.I have seen how good a couple she and Hunter are, and I know the connection they have.But despite that, I cannot deny my own feelings.The girl drives me crazy. And every action she takes, every word that comes out of her mouth, looks and sounds sexy no matter what it is.However, I do not think she feels the same about me, but I’ll let her have her cake and eat it. As long

  • To Put A Leash On The Master   Love & Hate Eclipse

    Tumbre Estate is the biggest in the country. Belongs to the Whites but isn’t as sullied as the family is. It’s like a quiet little town even though it’s not far from the city.Has been about two years since I last came here, and nothing seems to have changed. No, nothing. It’s the same old Tumbre with curvy roads flanked by Villas and trimmed little bushes.That Villa there, at our right, is inhabited by the family of a close friend I had. But after I was kicked out of my Villa, I lost contact with her. Didn’t even get the chance to say a fucking goodbye.“Do you want me to come with you?” Zavere asks as I get down from the Uber. I had requested to stop at the side of the road instead of the garage, as I didn’t bring the key to my Villa, and haven’t a clue how the Housekeeper and the Butler would react to seeing me. And no, I don’t want Zavere’s company. If I did, I would have stayed in the Company building where my room now smells like him.“No. Go find your brother,” I reply. My n

  • To Put A Leash On The Master   I Hate Myself

    “He lives, I feel it,” Zavere says after taking his time. “He’s alive, but there is silence. He doesn’t feel anything… massive.”I don’t get what he’s trying to say, but I guess he does have some connection with his twin? “You feel something when he does?”“Not just something. It has to be big. Like an intense pain or pleasure.” More like the intense pain of his victims, and the intense pleasure of the motherfucker.“Maybe you should have felt his ‘intense hatred’ when he committed that murder?” I ask calmly, looking down at my soup while stirring it with a spoon. However, when I look up, I feel like my food could hang in my throat as I find Zavere staring at me with a blank face, again. That rouses my rage. “Oh, you did, and you said, ‘Oh hey! He’s my brother! He’s having a little fun with some dummy humans, so why not?’” I realize I’ve just caused a commotion. All eyes are now on us. Jeez! What is wrong with me? Why do I keep blaming Zavere? Why do I blame every fucking thing in t

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