Edward and I are sitting at the dining table, enjoying our breakfast together. I take the first bite of my oats, but to my disappointment, they don't taste as delicious as they used to.Edward notices my discontent and comments, "The breakfast doesn't taste as good as before, bro."It becomes clear to me why the breakfast lacks its previous flavour—Alice didn't prepare it. I had recently relieved her of her cooking duties, but now I realize that was a mistake. She possesses a unique talent that seems to infuse her dishes with a touch of magic.I should put Alice back to her previous job, including pleasing her master. I'm certain she can excel in both aspects."Edward, I understand why today's breakfast isn't up to par. But don't worry, I'll make sure you have a delicious lunch." I assure him with a smile."Okay, bro." He responds, relieved by my reassurance.Shifting the conversation, I inquire about the progress of my ex-submissive. I ask him, taking a sip of juice from my glass. "
As I finish preparing lunch, my mind is consumed with anticipation of my upcoming meeting with my Master at his office. The thought of being in his presence again, feeling his dominance and control, sends shivers down my spine. I can’t deny the allure and the strange pleasure that comes from submitting to him.After putting the finishing touches on the meal, I quickly freshen up, making sure I look presentable for him. With each passing minute, my excitement grows, and I can feel the dampness between my thighs, a constant reminder of my heightened arousal.As I step outside the mansion, I see a sleek black car waiting for me; the driver holding the door open. I enter the vehicle, feeling a mix of apprehension and desire. Nervous silence fills the car on the drive to the Master's office, the anticipation intensifying with every passing street.Finally, we arrive at our destination, and the driver opens the door for me. I step out onto the pavement, taking in the impressive building be
When I return to the mansion, Mia runs towards me with a look of concern. “Alice, where have you been? Aunt Rose-” Her voice trails off as she notices the marks on my chin and neck, her brows furrowing in confusion. “What happened? Who did this to you?” She enquires, her words laced with worry.“Mia, I went to meet my boyfriend, and his ex-girlfriend attacked me.” I lie to her.I wish he was my boyfriend, but unfortunately, he is already in a relationship with her.“Boyfriend? Ex-girlfriend? What are you talking about?” Mia looks puzzled, seeking clarification.“I’ll explain everything another time. But first, tell me what you were saying about Aunt Rose.” I reply, eager to change the subject.“Aunt Rose had to leave the mansion. The Wilson brothers transferred her to their father’s estate.”Mia's words made it clear to me that Alexander Sir had arranged it, because of my request to keep our relationship a secret from Aunt Rose.How could he just send her away from me? I had already
Alexander’s P.O.V.At a quarter past nine, I turn the doorknob and enter my room. The moonlight is coming through the parted curtains and casting a silvery glow across the space.Alice stands with her back turned, lost in thought, her delicate fingers tracing patterns on the windowpane. The gentle night breeze plays with her locks, causing them to dance and sway.As I switch on the lights, she turns toward me. Her eyes appear devoid of their usual shine, and her face has lost its previous radiance. I think it’s because of Aunt Rose, she is still upset.I stroll towards her, and my eyes widen in shock upon noticing marks on her chin.Who did this to my kitten? I frown and clutch my hands in rage.Nobody can leave such marks on my belongings. Whoever is responsible must face the consequences of harming what is mine.Curiosity mixed with concern, I stroke the marks on her chin with my thumb as I inquire, “Who did this?” In response, she closes her eyes, and a lone tear escapes, rolling d
Alice’s P.O.V.I stumble into my room, clutching my heels in my hands, and let them fall to the floor before collapsing onto my bed.My legs are still trembling from the intense orgasm I just experienced, and that monster shamelessly threw me out of his room.But despite everything, the orgasm was mind-blowing, and I can’t deny that I loved it.Master’s behaviour is quite confusing. Sometimes he acts like a normal human being, and other times he becomes ruthless. Today he rendered me speechless with his advice on standing up for myself when someone mistreats me.I felt relieved when he assured me that the office woman wasn’t his girlfriend. Thank God for that.I don’t understand why, but I have this feeling that he tries to portray himself as a monster to the world while hiding his true identity behind the facade.Lost in my thoughts, I eventually drift off to sleep.***Next morning,I wake up, slowly opening my eyes and stretching my arms above my head. As I rub my eyes, a soft yawn
Alice’s P.O.V.As I prepare lunch, my hands shake uncontrollably, the knife slipping from my grasp. I’m lost in the thoughts of what I witnessed this morning. Fear grips me tightly, refusing to let go. The horrifying images of Edward Sir’s cruelty towards Nancy, the sound of her screams, and the intensity of her suffering replay over and over in my mind.The sound of my ringing phone startles me; the caller ID displays “Master,” and a sense of dread washes over me. I take a deep breath to steady myself before answering the call.I bring the phone to my ear with trembling hands. “Hello, Master.” I say, my voice shaky but trying to maintain a composed tone.“Come to my office now.” He disconnects the call, saying this in a stern tone.“I’m so scared.” I murmur and tears trickle down my cheeks.“What happened, Alice? Why are you crying?” As Mia asks me, I rub off my tears with the back of my palm.“When the right time comes, I’ll tell you everything. Could you please manage my work here,
Alice’s P.O.V.As I step out of Master’s cabin, confusion and hurt swirl within me. I can’t understand what caused such a sudden change in his demeanour.As I make my way back to the Wilson mansion, a mix of relief and anxiety washes over me. My mind races with thoughts. What could have triggered Master’s outburst? Did I do something wrong?Despite the turmoil in my mind, a wave of relief envelops me. I feel at ease knowing he won't share me with his brother. The thought of someone else controlling me besides Master is unimaginable. Thank God!I rush to my room as I spot Edward Sir coming downstairs. The way he treated Nancy during breakfast has filled me with fear. It’s as if he has two distinct personalities because he is always sweet to me. However, I don’t want to take any risks, so I choose to keep my distance.I kick off my heels and retrieve my drawing file and pencil from the drawer. After sitting on the bed comfortably, I begin sketching a portrait of my captivating Master, a
Alexander’s P.O.V.After a long day of work, I arrive back home, feeling exhausted both mentally and physically. The events of the day replay in my mind, but one thought remains constant—Alice. I realize that raising my voice at her was unjustified. Just because she is my submissive does not give me the right to shout at her constantly.Filled with remorse, I make my way to my room, pondering over my actions.As I enter, I notice Alice sitting on the sofa, engrossed in her phone. As I clear my throat, I capture her attention, and she immediately stands up.“Sir, when did you arrive?” She asks, her eyes fixed on me.“Just now, while you were busy on the phone.” I reply, sinking heavily into my chair and closing my eyes, resting my head against the backrest. “I’m completely worn out.”“Shall I massage your shoulders, Master?” As she offers to give me a massage with genuine concern, I open my eyes.“Okay.” I respond, nodding in agreement because I am truly in need of some relaxation.Sh
My heart races as I gaze into Alexander’s intense eyes.“Your punishment, my love, is something you’ll remember.” He whispers, his voice laced with a mix of dominance and desire, making it clear who’s in control.He steps closer, his presence commanding my full attention. His fingers reach out to trace my jawline before lifting my chin, making me meet his intense gaze. “You wanted to let her win, didn’t you, my love?” He whispers, causing my eyes to widen in shock.“How did you know?”A smug smile spreads across his face as he responds, “I know everything about you, my wife.”“I just wanted to let her win because of her birthday.” I admit.“Such a generous heart you have, love. But rules are rules, and you know you must be punished.” He leans in, his lips brushing against mine, teasing me, and then he captures my lips in a passionate kiss.I respond to his kiss, savouring the taste of his lips and the anticipation of what he has in store for me. As our mouths blend, his hand travels do
“Come find me, love!” I hear Alexander’s soft voice and dash towards him, temporarily ignoring the intense sensations between my trembling legs.As my hands search for him, the sound of Mia’s satisfied moans intensifies my desire, but I clench my hands and resist the urge to climax.It seems clear Mia has reached her peak, and my thoughts drift to what punishment Edward might have in store for her.Finally, my searching hand contact with Alexander’s muscular arms, and I grasp onto him eagerly. In response, he pulls me into a firm embrace, and the intense stimulation from the vibrating balls stops.A sigh of relief escapes my lips as he removes the blindfold from my eyes.“Excellent job, my love.” He praises me, planting a tender kiss on my forehead. I close my eyes, savouring his affectionate touch, and a warm smile graces my face.Each time he praises me, it’s as though butterflies dance within.“Very naughty, my wildcat.” Edward scolds Mia, and we shift our attention to them.“You c
I reply after a moment of thought, “Mia, that’s a bold wish. You know I can’t make any promises about this.”“Could you at least consider it, Alice? There’s no pressure, and if at any point you feel uncomfortable, we can stop. Please, for me. It could be a unique experience for all of us.” She implores, taking my hand in her.Mia has a point. There is no risk in considering this request. They have many times controlled us together before, and I’ve never felt uncomfortable.“I’ll discuss it with Alexander.” I tell Mia, and her face lights up with excitement.She squeals in delight, pulling me into a hug. “Thank you, Alice. This means a lot to me.”I nod and head back to the bedroom to discuss this with Alexander.As I return to the room, he looks up from Sarah, who’s now sleeping soundly in her crib.“What did Mia want to talk about?” He asks as I approach him.I sit down beside him and share Mia’s request. “She wants to have a shared playroom session with us and Edward for her birthda
Two months fly with our little princess. Sarah has become the centre of our world, and her every coo and gurgle fills our hearts with joy.Alexander takes on the role of an adoring father with grace and enthusiasm. He wakes up in the middle of the night to change diapers, soothes our princess when she cries, and supports me as I recover from the delivery.Mia and Edward are always eager to spend time with Sarah and help in any way they can. Aunt Rose, who has been a pillar of support throughout, is delighted to be a grandmother.Our home is full of laughter, love, and a sense of completeness that I could have only dreamt of.At night, Alexander returns from the office, and he smiles at me as I breastfeed Sarah, and her tiny fingers play with my pendant.He keeps his coat on the sofa before walking over us and kissing on our forehead.Sarah falls asleep while drinking the milk. He watches us with love in his eyes as I carefully lay our princess beside me on the bed. She looks so peacef
After a few months,Time flies, and it’s been a few months since our wedding. Our love continues to grow, as does our anticipation of the day when we’ll welcome our little one into the world.Alexander's commitment to supporting me through my mood swings and ensuring the well-being of me and our baby is unwavering. He attends every doctor’s appointment, tracks my diet with great attention, and even practices changing diapers on a doll.As my pregnancy progresses, I can see the excitement in Alexander’s eyes. He’s read countless parenting books, attended prenatal classes with me, and even set up the baby’s room with me.Every day, he’s taken on more and more responsibility, not just as my husband but as an expectant father. Every time he ensured that I’m comfortable. I feel so blessed to have such a supportive husband.I wake up in the morning with a severe pain in my belly.“Alexander…” as I yelp in pain, shaking him, he wakes up with a jolt.“What happened, love?” He asks, placing hi
After three months,As my pregnancy progresses, Alexander and I cherish every moment, feeling a deep connection to the life growing inside me. Each day brings new experiences as we prepare to become parents.I’m currently in my second trimester of pregnancy, and the baby bump is becoming more noticeable with each passing day.We sit together on a comfortable lounge chair in our garden.Alexander places his hand on my growing belly, a smile of pure happiness on his face. “Our little one is getting bigger every day,” he remarks, his voice filled with wonder.I lean into his embrace, resting my head on his shoulder. “Our baby is growing strong, just like our love.”I feel the soft movements of the baby in my belly, and I take Alexander’s hand, placing it where the baby had kicked. His eyes light up as he feels the tiny kicks, a mix of excitement and tenderness in his gaze.Our quiet moment is interrupted by a fluttering of colourful butterflies in the garden, dancing in the sunlight. I w
Next morning,As I wake up, my heart warms, seeing Alexander talking to our little one, placing his head on my belly.I smile at the sight of him and run my fingers through his hair. “Good morning, daddy.” I whisper, and his gaze lifts to meet mine, his lips curving into a warm smile.“Good morning, mommy. Did you sleep well?” He asks, his eyes still fixed on my belly.“Yes, I did. And you?” I reply, feeling grateful for this moment.“I did too. Our little one kept me company.” He answers, stroking my belly.“I can’t wait to meet him or her.” I express my excitement.“Me too. I already have so many plans for our child.” He speaks, his eyes lighting up with enthusiasm.I let out a soft laugh. “I know you were reading parenting books last night. You’re going to be the best father.”“And you’ll be the best mother.” He replies, moving closer to my face and capturing my lips in a soft kiss.We lie in each other’s arms for a few more minutes, our hands entwined like our souls.***As we sit
After the joyful celebrations of our wedding, we are on my private jet, heading to our honeymoon destination.Alice snuggles up to me, and I wrap my arm around her, feeling content.As the plane takes off, she looks out the window, and I watch her admiring the beauty outside.She turns to me and smiles. “I can’t believe we’re married. It feels like a dream come true.”I nod, feeling the same way. “I never thought I’d find someone like you, love. You’re my everything.”Her smile broadens, and I lean in to kiss her. Our lips meet, and I feel a rush of passion and love. We break the kiss, and I whisper, “I love you, Mrs. Wilson.”She giggles and replies, “I love you too, Mr. Wilson.”I place my hand on her belly and murmur, “And I love you, little one.”“Daddy, I love you more.” She answers on behalf of our baby in a childish tone.“Daddy can’t wait for your arrival.” As I bend down and talk to our baby, she chuckles, running her fingers through my hair.I place a kiss on her belly befor
The week passes by in a blur as we prepare for the wedding. We chose a beautiful garden as our wedding venue.As the days pass, Alice’s pregnancy progresses, and we become more excited about the arrival of our little one.She experiences morning sickness and fatigue, and her pregnancy mood swings are at their peak, but I do my best to take care of her and make her feel comfortable.Finally, the day of our wedding arrives, and we’re filled with happiness.I sit in front of the mirror of the hotel room in a black tuxedo, getting ready for my wedding. I feel excited as the hairstylist deftly works on my hair, and the makeup artist applies subtle touches to enhance my appearance, making sure I look the best on my special day.While they work their magic, my thoughts drift to my love, who is in a separate room preparing for the wedding. I smile as I imagine her in her bridal attire, looking even more radiant than ever.My smile broadens as I think about the journey that has brought us to t